Pizzapalooza

Pizzapalooza

To send pizza week out with a bang, a few of my friends and I decided to have a pizza playdate. Lisa made the dough in her bread machine and Kyra and I brought toppings and cupcakes for dessert. We had so much dough that we ended up making three different pizza recipes.

Up on deck first, the kids made their pizza lunch on flat bread. (They were too hungry to wait for the dough to be kneaded.) However, once they did eat, they were ready to roll.

That’s Brittany’s pizza with a face above. It’s like trying to recognize the man on the moon: After drinking a beer you have to squint long and hard at it to recognize the face. Did I just say that?

With full bellys and lots of flour to throw around (I saw them do that!), Chase, Riley, Scarlett and Brittany each received their own ball of dough that they pat, stretched and rolled into personal size pizzas. We figured they’d make a nice snack or lunch the following day.

After we managed a few reactions of disgust to some of the ingredients (I don’t like mushrooms either, but I wasn’t saying anything), the kids passed around the toppings: fresh shaved parmesan, mozzarella, sliced turkey sausage, pepperoni, chopped red, green and yellow peppers as well as sliced cherry tomatoes and, the dreaded, mushrooms.

Finally, with one final blob staring us down from the other side of the counter, the mom’s made a pizza roll jammed with all the above ingredients. Out of the oven, it was a hot and crazy delicious snack. (Yes, we actually ate it after a pizza lunch. What’s wrong with us?)

In the end, despite three rounds of cleanup and a carb coma, we all had too much fun. However, I’m pretty sure Lisa has flour in some bad places in her house.

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