Every Rom-Com, every book, every platitude says when you meet “The One,” you’ll just know. We didn’t lock eyes in a crowded airport terminal or pass each other on a train platform or have an awkward conversation about the weather in biology lab. We met on the Internet. And it’s like….magic. I have fallen completely, utterly and irrevocably in love. We are M-F-E-O (made for each other). My husband? What? No, I met him in a bar. I’m talking about the Baking Steel.
I don't think of myself as a cheap person. I'll gladly buy a bag of sea salt for $8, a good bottle of olive oil for $20 or more. I'm not a nitpicker about splitting a check when out to eat with friends. But we've had pizza delivered a couple of times in…
Grilled pizza experiments this weekend, using Mark Bittman's pizza dough recipe from How to Cook Everything. This one is just canned Romas (hand crushed), grated mozzarella cheese, prosciutto and arugula. The other one we did was nectarine, chopped Russian red kale, prosciutto and goat cheese. It tasted great, but did not photograph well, since…