Since Lagos doesn’t have the best pizza joints in the world, I’ve been researching pizza dough recipes and finally found one that looked promising. That seems like an understatement now. After having made a few pizzas, it is AMAZING! Way past promising. It’s bubbly, crispy, chewy, and tastes really good! I think it definitely rivals restaurant quality, and Casey said he’d gladly pay for it. We’ve had pizza the last three days in a row, so I think that speaks for itself.
First, you make the dough and it gets all yeasty and gassy. Then you let it sit for some 18+ hours and divide it into little balls of sticky goodness. Apparently, it “gets better” after a few days of sitting in the fridge, so we let it sit in there and got all anxious waiting to try it. I made some pizza sauce (a copy of Papa John’s), Casey grated the mozzarella cheese, and popped that good lookin’ thing in the oven! 10 minutes later we had New York style pizza! Mmm!
The next day, Casey topped his half with pineapple chunks and Spanish chorizo (a gift from his amigos). He said it was delicious! We are supremely happy with this recipe, this discovery, this creation of culinary bliss! Maybe that’s an exaggeration, but not by much. This is a good example of the positive things that come out of us living in Nigeria. If I was in the US, I probably would never even think of attempting to make my own pizza crust since we have great restaurants right around the corner. Here, I’m forced to come up with new recipes if we don’t want to eat chicken and rice every day. I look forward to making this pizza again for our families with the hope that they will like it too! (And I really think they will.)
Buon appetito! :)