Making Pizza

I’ve always wanted to bake bread. In my early teens, my mom’s friend brought us delicious bread she had baked and I thought — how romantic! Years later, armed with a book and packets of yeast, I finally decided to give it a try. I’m starting with pizza because I’ve also wanted to make pizza, it looked easiest for my first attempt and I thought immi would really enjoy making it with me.

As it turns out, it was totally easy! Pretty good pizza too, though it’s not that I’m trying to compete with Portland’s millions of fantastic woodfired pizza joints, it was fun to make with immi and she loved it because it only has on it what she likes.

I made the left over dough into cinnamon caramel treats!