I can’t remember that last thing I cooked in an oven. It was probably pizza. So I can’t wait to finally cook something.
The idea of making my way through as many cookbooks as I can and making everything in them gets me excited.
I am sure I have written about this before. I would rather travel the world by cooking dishes from a cook book that traveling there physically.
I suppose you could say I want to be adventurous when it comes to food. And I am not adventurous when it comes to physically traveling.
I remember I learned how to make pizza by watching it made on a cooking show. I am not sure what the show was called.
For years after that I used to love making pizza. Usually on the pizza would be sauce, cheddar, or Monterey Jack cheese, white cap mushrooms, pepperoni or Canadian Bacon, green peppers.
I remember we used to have a metal pizza pan with holes in it. And for awhile I even had a pizza cutter wheel.
One thing I learned from making pizza dough is to never putting garlic in with the yeast and water and let the dough rise. That was awful. I only made that mistake once. The garlic and yeast are like oil and water they don’t mix.
The garlic goes on top of the pizza dough. I don’t think I tried kneading garlic in the dough after it had already risen but, before I rolled out the dough to put on the toppings.
Making pizza is fun. I should make pizza again someday.