Monday, April 18, 2011
Post-Tax Pizza Party
Last on the list would be a night in Philadelphia when we were young and dumb and he decided we needed one last drink for the evening. It was his birthday but still a bad idea. The details aren't needed.
The second best idea, perhaps, was his decision to throw a "Post-Tax Pizza Party" at his house Saturday night. You may recall - if you were reading this blog two years ago; odds are you were not - a pizza party I once attended at his house, one of the most enjoyable afternoons I have ever spent. Tyler built a wood-fired pizza oven in his backyard, and he makes his own dough. It takes him several days, and they are always fantastic.
Tyler made 20 balls of dough for this party. (They were all eaten within three hours.) I tried to take pictures of as many different pizzas as I could, but, considering I had to get in everyone's way to take the pictures, there were some that I sat out. It's possible this post has more pictures than any I have ever done, so I will break it down into a few pics at a time.
This time around I suggested a carne asada pizza. The idea was met with approval. Zach picked up some carne and I was charged with putting it together. I drizzled a piece of dough with a mix of chipotle salsa and roasted salsa, then placed carne asada on it. My original idea had been to use only cotija cheese, but Tyler mentioned that he has never been able to get cotija to melt in a regular oven. ("Maybe it will melt in a 900 degree pizza oven?" he offered.) So in addition to the cotija I also used mozzarella. I had intended to pick up some green onions for the pizza but I forgot, so I simply used caramelized onions instead.
"A kids' cheese pizza!"
So this pizza was just cheese and, I believe, only for the children who were present. There were a couple slices left but I did not take any.
"Can you take care of that?" he asked. I went to Whole Foods thinking of a particular brand of mustard sauce I would purchase, but they did not have any. So I simply bought a bottle of Memphis Championship Barbecue's sauce. The one time I ate at one of their restaurants was a tremendous disappointment, but I have always enjoyed their sauce. At home I mixed a fair amount of it with yellow mustard, a touch of vinegar, and some cracked black pepper. I poured it in a Mason jar and took it to the party with me.
"That's going on the blog," I said.
Posted by JustinM at 9:06 AM