Nick's part time job while going to school is making pizzas at a local pizza shop. He is so fortunate because the people who own the shop treat him as part of the family. As a mom, it makes me feel so good to know that he has a 'second mom' who looks out for him. I met them when I visited Nick during my spring break. He was invited to have Easter dinner with them because he couldn't come home for the holiday. They are good people!
Nick offered to make pizzas for us for dinner last night. He made the dough and besides the ingredients, I have no clue how he did it. Secret recipe...well, he really didn't know the recipe, he kind of guessed, but the crust was wonderful!
|the pizza guy|
|mugging it up for the camera|
|the dough on the left wasn't stretchy enough...|
|getting ready to stretch the dough|
|showing off his tossing skills|
|stretching the dough|
The first pizza we made was Scott's request. He went to a restaurant in Santa Fe, NM during one of his business trips and had a pizza that he really enjoyed. The pizza had roasted garlic (to roast garlic, cut the end off of a head of garlic, drizzle with olive oil, wrap in foil and bake at 400 degrees for 35 minutes...then squeeze it out and smear it on the crust), fresh mozzarella, baby portabellas, regular mushrooms, oregano, and grated Romano cheese. When the pizza came out of the oven, we drizzled it with truffle oil. (I hope I can find more uses for that truffle oil because that was an expensive purchase!)
|the mushroom pizza ready for the oven|
|the mushroom pizza freshly baked|
The second pizza had pesto, fresh tomatoes, mozzarella cheese, and freshly grated Parmesan cheese.
|Pesto and tomato pizza with mozzarella and grated Parmesan|
|pesto pizza freshly baked|
Nick also made a small Stromboli with some extra dough. He filled it with baby bellas, pepperoni, and mozzarella cheese. It was divine!
|Stromboli (after we took a few bites)|
Before he left for home last Thursday, Susan treated him to dinner. He had chicken Marsala and cannoli. He brought home a cannoli for the three of us to share. I could eat my weight in cannoli! He said that Joey (Susan's son) made the sweet dessert. What a talented kid!
|Leave the gun, take the cannoli (couldn't resist quoting my favorite movie)|
We used my pizza stone and had the oven temp set for the highest it would go, 550 degrees, but the bottom of the pizzas didn't get as crispy as we wanted. However, they still tasted delicious.
He was the chief cook and I was the chief 'bottle washer.' Tossing dough is a messy business with all of that flour flying around! We shared many laughs, talked in our fake Italian accents (he's really good at it..me? Not so much), and just enjoyed the time we had together in the kitchen.