BBLT Pizza

I haven’t been cooking a thing lately but I’ve been cracking my knuckles a ton, unless you count slathering crunchy peanut butter and raw honey on Dave’s Killer Bread [which has been breakfast AND lunch lately — no shame]. It’s been eat out, eat out, eat out. 

Coppa & Cherry Pepper French Bread Pizza

Sometimes you just need to gnaw on an entire half of a loaf of french bread. I almost went for the big one, but changed my mind last minute after carrying around the loaf in my basket through the entire store. I do that. A lot. 

Pancetta and Brussels Sprout Pizza

We’ve polished off an entire cake, a whole batch of brownies, and 2-3 pints of gelato in the last week. It’s been like that around here. I’d like to think it’s preparing me for the BBQ binge that’s happening in a few days [it’s not]. In an 

Cauliflower Pizza Crust

I’m still missing Italy. Surprise, surprise. The idea of drinking espresso multiple times daily has been thrown out. Spending $2-3 every day just isn’t the same as €1, even without the conversion. We’ve been trying to get out as much as possible, imitating the Italian 

Spicy Italian Chicken Sausage Stromboli

I’m kind of a closet perfectionist. I try not to let it rule my world. Logic and order and all that stuff make me warm and fuzzy. Anything creative stresses me out. Cooking and baking are definitely about as creative as I can get without