So, I think I have a pizza/flatbread obsession.
I made this pizza a few weeks ago randomly during the day when I was having a pizza/artichoke craving and it ended up being even more fantastic than my imagination anticipated.
See, when it comes to food my imagination is all over the map, especially when I’m having a craving for something specific. So, while I was making my pizza dough I was thinking artichokes and it suddenly starts screaming all kinds of things, like “feta cheese! prosciutto! pesto!”.
Unfortunately, it drives my husband crazy because if he’s having a craving for something and he tells me – the imagination goes into overdrive. I now have a challenge, a purpose, a foodie job, if you will. He’s not so stoked about that.
He wants plain, straightforward, no fru fru. He wants a plain piece of grilled chicken, period the end, and ketchup is his favorite seasoning. God, that is so not fun. I do have to say he does know his sushi – as a matter of fact he introduced it to me when we met.
Ok, so, anyway I decided to entertain these ideas that my imagination had…you know…to give it the benefit of the doubt and all. Because, really, my imagination is what drives this meek little blog.
And my appetite.