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After one of the most overwhelming weeks in recent history (with no sense of anything letting up in the near future), I decided that I was going to write my freakin’ post about Labor Day Weekend, Part 2…because if I wait too long, it’ll be Thanksgiving or something. So, enjoy. And if you’re hungry, I apologize in advance, for this post is about the Fab Five Pizza Festival! (In case you’re a newbie here at the Scrawl, the Fab Five is made up of Jim, me, the 16-year-old, the 13-year-old, and my sister, who we call Julie but you know as Jules, who has mad skillz, especially in the kitchen.)
Grilling on Labor Day is what everybody does, and we normally are right in there with the crowd. This year, however, because of something discovered on a recent family field trip (which will be my next post, in a day or two), we decided to go against the All-American feel of the holiday (as far as our menu was concerned, anyway) and make pizza from scratch.
The dough recipe we used is something I’ve had for about twenty years; I got it from my mom who got it from my cousin, who also has mad skillz in the kitchen. The title of the recipe is just “Eric’s Pizza Dough”.
The dough has to rise for an hour before you put the toppings on it, so we had to get started early. The recipe makes two cookie sheet-sized pizzas, and we doubled it, the plan being that Julie, Jim and I would each decorate one pizza and the boys would share.
Here is one of the dough balls, rising:
The reason we decided to make pizza? Mamma Mia Pizza Beer:
Then we oiled up the cookie sheets and spread out the dough:
I think it was around this time (or maybe a little bit before) that four of us (not Jim) decided it would be fun to speak with Italian accents. Jim suddenly got quiet; he was probably blown away by the skillz of the rest of us, but we kept trying to get him to talk:
“Whatsssa matttta Jim, you don’ wanna speak with an Italiana accenta?”
“Okaya, now we makea the pizza. Passsa me-a the sauce-a.”
I have to say, it was hilarious. And we kept it up way longer than probably any other family would attempt.
The 16-year-old: “Why-a does my-a Italiana accenta sound-a like-a German-a?”
“Oh-a, we don’ know-a. Just get back-a to your pizza…”
Now THAT’S a good looking pizza base:
I learn something new everyday; Julesie instructed us to “dock the pizza” by poking fork holes in it:
While we pre-cooked the dough for about 20 minutes, we gathered up our fabulous ingredients: sauce, tomatoes that Julesie and the 13-year-old roasted on Saturday (A-YUM-A!), cheese, mushrooms, turkey pepperoni, onion, olives, and fresh basil. WOWZA!
The aforementioned basil (I said FRESH, didn’t I?)
Then we commenced putting toppings on. This one is the boys’. It has sauce, cheese, and turkey pepperoni. That’s it.
It will come as no surprise to you that Julesie and I had (from opposite countertops) independently decided that the top of our pizza needed a garnish. I was going to attempt a basil tiara but stuck with my initial:
She won by a hair on this category with her creative flower:
The boys went with no garnish, though the older one did put turkey pepperoni all the way into the two corners of his side of the pizza, so they could tell whose side was whose. (Yes, their pizza had the exact same stuff on both sides, but it’s a territorial issue, you know?)
Finally, after what seemed like hours but wasn’t, they were ready!! Julesie’s:
We had lots of leftover pizza, but didn’t mind a bit. It was, as always, fun family times! Or should I say “Fun-a Familia Times-a!” Yum!
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OMG, your killing me! One word…YUM!
Wow, you all can really eat that much pizza? I’m truly impressed.
I love making pizza from scratch (in fact, guess what we did on Labor Day?), but y’all missed out on the GRILLING your pizza on Labor Day idea. I’ve actually got my grilled pizza post coming up at some point. They look delish — though you need some prosciutto if you really want an Italian pizza! 😉
I put up the roasted tomato post! I’m hungry for pizza now.
House of Jules
EXCELLENT! Question not-this-post related. Per your “if i could get a cape… save the world” picture to the left… did you make that on photoshop? Most impressed in DC…
Pizza Beer Yeah!!! Where can I get me some-a-dat?? Love the pizza flower.. kinda ironic hmmm.
So at 8:09 AM this is not the post to read for a girl like me- that’s because with my sked it is almost LUNCHTIME! I’m so hungry.
I almost didn’t finish it before I got sidetracked with your stunning new FB profile pic. I’m hopping over there right now to let you know exactly what I’m thinking…
Melissa: Sorry! 🙂
Michelle: Well of course NOT all in one sitting! I have a gas grill that is really too small to grill pizzas…though I guess we could make small ones, duh. Maybe next time. And prosciutto, though probably fabulous, wouldn’t work for us; we don’t eat pork. (Is there a turkey prosciutto? LOL)
Jules: I linked it! yay!
Kim: Unfortunately I’m not skilled in Photoshop (my sister has mad skillz with it, though). It’s actually a greeting card that I got from Sue of As Cape Cod Turns.
Angie: Ha! I’m hopping right over there to see what you thought!
Hey! Glad to see our beer in action… We use it everyday, heck even made chocolate chip cookies with the beer! Did you also use the beer to marinate the sausage & crust?
thanks you guys!
I wasn’t even there and I’m CRACKING up at the accents!
My family would have gotten right in there with the accents as well. The pizzas look fabulous! I can taste them when I lick my screen.
Have you ever tried pizza on the grill?? It’s the best of both worlds 🙂
Anonymous/Tom: Thanks for the comment! We’ll definitely be buying more of your beer. 🙂
Momo: Imagine your gigglefit if you were actually here!
Sue: I hope you cleaned your monitor first.
Linda: Not yet; see the above comment re: grilling. ha ha
You are making me hungry! Those look fabulous.
I want’s some of Jule’s pizza. THAT KIND IS MY FAVE! Nice Flower touch too!