Friday Night Pizza: Pepperoni and Mushroom

Mmmm... pizza! We have a Homer Simpson pizza cutter that speaks to us in Homer's voice when we cut into a pizza. We also have the voice of Homer as we open bottles of Corona with our special bottle opener. Never fails to bring a smile to my face when I hear Homer wax poetic about pizza, because he's right: It tastes good, so it must be good for you!

 

This is the leftover crust from my first foray into barbecued pizza. This time we put cornmeal underneath the crust so it wouldn't stick, but I think the fact that the crust didn't stay on the pizza stone for several hours really helped. 

I wanted to make a more traditional pie this time, and just happened to have mushrooms and pepperoni in the freezer. I used spaghetti sauce that I mixed with sun-dried tomato pesto for a richer flavour.

This is hubby's design and a bit of a raspberry to the work week!

Anticipation!

Ready to eat after 20 or so minutes at 400°F.

As Homer would sing, "When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amoré!"

Hahaha! Of course this isn't our Homer Simpson pizza cutter! Oh well, you get the drift.

This was our most traditional pizza to date. What I love about homemade pizza (besides the taste) is that unlike store bought or ordered pizza, there are always leftovers. I've never been able to eat more than 2 pieces. So that means we have at least another meal the next day. Yum!