Pie In The Sky

You may remember that about a month ago we had a pizza party at our house. It was fun, despite having to call to the local pizza parlor for emergency dough due to a minor domestic disaster with the homemade kind.

I kept the disaster dough and added cup after cup of flour to it until it finally took on a doughlike form, as opposed to its souplike state. Whereupon I was so tired of thinking about pizza that I froze it all in boules of about one large pizza's worth and forgot all about it.

Yesterday, while rummaging through the freezer in search of dinner makings - voilà! Thawed it on the counter all day, which allowed it to rise a little, too, then rolled it out, flapped it onto a pizza peel spread with corn meal, and topped it with a light brushing of olive oil, thin slices of fresh yellow and Paul Robeson tomatoes, thinly sliced mushrooms, finely shredded mozzarella/cheddar mix from a package I had purchased for the party, tiny sprinklings of crisp bacon (I only had about 1 rasher's worth on hand) and fresh basil chiffonade.

Slid it off the peel onto my pizza stone, which had been heating for the time it took to roll out and top the pizza in a 500 degree oven. Less than 10 minutes later, it was all melty and bubbling and smelling like pizza heaven or, in other words, Pie in the Sky.