Pizza. Where it all began.
I mean that in a few ways.
When I was much less experienced at cooking, and we were much more likely to eat something out of a box, I started buying balls of pizza dough at my grocery store. I think making my own pizza - even though I wasn't making the dough - was the start of our increased appreciation for making our food at home. With that came choosing interesting ingredients, being more fully in control of what we were consuming, and increased confidence in my ability to cook things myself and enjoy them more than if I had paid someone else to cook them.
I started making pizza dough a couple of years ago, and I remember how scared I was to use yeast for the first time. I used to be a terrible baker - my inability to cook anything that included flour was a running joke. I'm not really into most baked goods, so I still don't do a lot of baking, but when I do bake, it typically works out, and I've been able to tackle a few breads and slightly more advanced recipes, so pizza dough was really my intro into making doughs and such.
And finally, the blog. A few weeks ago, I emailed a few friends my pizza dough recipe, and one of them suggested I start a blog, and I was like, yeah. So, yeah.
So this is the same recipe I posted in the beginning, now with photos and a different topping.
