Monday, June 2, 2008
Aspirations of recreating the past
I would like to be a "lady who lunches"; I think it would be lovely to have the time and resources to have leisurely mid-day meals with good friends and excellent conversation, without worrying about what I'm neglecting by sitting there enjoying myself. However, I'd really only want to do such a thing if I could find other kindred spirits who lunch, and I fear such souls are scarce in my current environment. Being a lone lady luncher, while alliteratively satisfying, is emotionally empty and therefore unappealing to me, but I'd rather dine alone than lunch with ladies who are only so called because they are rich rather than refined.
I'm starting to think that my mother was correct when she said I was born in the wrong era. Ah, well.
Since I can't be one of the "ladies who lunch," I shall have to settle for being one of the "ladies who kick-ass in the kitchen at lunchtime." I made this pizza for lunch last Sunday, and it was awesomely tasty. I used the recipe for pizza dough in the regular old Betty Crocker cookbook, then layered on provalone, pesto, tomato sauce, pepperoni, and a mix of veggies I had roasted the day before (red, orange, and yellow bell peppers, portabello mushrooms, summer squash, zucchini, and sweet onions). I topped it all with a little shredded mozzerella, and voila! Spring-time goodness on a plate.