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I don't have a 'finished' photo of this pizza, and there's a very good reason for it. |
I worked at a restaurant during college, but I never created dishes from scratch. I just followed recipes, opened cans and cartons, and spent a lot of time cleaning up with my buddy Hobart. When I bring foods to other people, it's usually a recipe I'm comfortable with--though not always. Never before had I made a unique dish and just hoped it would turn out OK as I delivered it to someone else. I didn't eat this pizza: Jill did. [And I didn't snap a quick photo of the finished pizza because I was racing to get it to her while still hot. I like to think I've got the 'make a pizza at home' thing down, but I'm hopeless with the pizza delivery part.]
When I offered to bring supper to her family one Friday Night Pizza Night, I asked Jill to tell me exactly what kind of pizza she liked. I know exactly what I like on a pizza and I wanted to give Jill what she wanted. She said "oh, I love veggies." With no "I hate mushrooms and onions" or "I'm sensitive to gluten" guidelines, I was pretty much free to do whatever I wanted. I figured I'd play a little bit by starting with a spinach crust, but keep it not too crazy extreme. Spinach, feta, pesto, mushroom and artichoke all play well together, so that's what I did.