How Did I Get Here?

Monday

It’s Day 3 of my Pizza Saga so for you slow learners, please go back to Day 1 and then Day 2 in order for this to make any sense.

If you don’t want to wait, here is the whole thing in a big, scary, complete version that breaks all the rules of blog post length.

And now, on with the show…

Once you have ruined the dough,

… it’s time to let it rise.

Think this is unnecessary?

Try not doing it and come back and let me know how the Chinese order-out tasted.

For some odd reason, I am really proud of the method I use that, to tell the truth, I don’t know if it’s mine, my brother’s, my father’s, or my wife’s.

I think we used to set the bowl right on the top burner but now, I turn off the oven which has been heating up, set the bowl inside, and leave the oven door propped open.

For about five minutes, you have time to oil up the pans, open the sauce can, and rip open the cheese packet in preparation for the actual preparation phase to come.

Or, you can go up to play on your computer and 20 minutes later yell “Oh shit!” and run down to see a hardened outer crust of dough inside your oven.

OR….you can have a wife who knows this is going to happen and takes it out at the 5-minute mark and put cellophane over the top to finish the rising process.

However it comes out, it’s now time to spread the dough. If you have done everything right, you have a beautiful mound of puffy dough that brings a tear to a grown man’s eye.

Free Advice for Today: “Buy your mom flowers and your dad a new tie with your first paycheck.”

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