Lunch Box Chronicles: Day Eighty-Four (The Metamorphosis of Spelt Right Pizza Dough)
Today was my birthday (well, now it was yesterday) so I DID NOT cook or bake or clean, but I have this great picture that I felt I must share with you. This is the metamorphosis of a Spelt Right Pizza Dough, cool, but not life moving or anything. But, if you, like I, happen to be obsessed with baking with Spelt Right dough, you might want to know its various stages. Pizza No. 1 - embryonic stage, simply not ready to venture into the world on its own. Pizza No. 2, early man, perhaps Neanderthal, advanced, but probably couldn't drive a car. Pizza No. 3, definitely close to ready, can be used for a respectable pizza, but perhaps has not reached drinking age yet. Pizza No. 4, AGE 47, just like me, perfect, ready to roll out and bake. Though, this 47 year old rolled out pizza dough is feeling a little fried after midnight and a full day's work, so no recipes tonight, just rants. Recipes on future blogs! Peace!