Okay. Sometimes I get into a weird, zen state (very rarely) where the kids are freaking out, my wife is dealing with the freakout, I’m freaking out that I’m entrusted with cooking dinner again. Yet I just do it. Food emerges from the fridge, encounters something or other on the counter, is exposed to heat of some sort, and is then presented and consumed by aforementioned family.
A recent 40 minute whirl in the kitchen somehow yielded this pizza and roasted broccoli. I took a picture. I barely realized it had happened. Does this ever happen to anyone else? Do you enter an out of body sort of state where food seems to prepare itself? Is this like a UFO sighting? Did we actually even eat this? That said: I like the idea of the 40 minute family meal. I can handle 40 minutes of cooking. I think my kids can handle it. I’m going to keep this up. Let us know about your 40 minute family meals (wouldn’t hurt if it had a bit of veg [as Matthew says], a bit of protein, and a bit of starch. Keep it colorful. Keep it quasi healthy).
Oh yeah, the (quasi) recipe. Writing this I now realize that everything but the sage was purchased at Trader Joe’s. Do you sense a pattern? A partisan habit?
TJs pizza dough
red pepper flakes
Heat oven to 450. On one oiled cookie sheet stretch out dough. Top with cheese, prosciuttto, torn sage, red pepper flakes. On another cookie sheet, toss broccolini, a bit of olive oil, salt, and pepper. Roast the pizza and the broccoli for a bit. Check about 20 minutes in. Stir up the broccolini if it’s browning too fast. Remove broccolini when done (usually before the pizza). If the pizza puffs up, carefully pop the puffy bit with a long knife. Remove when it looks perfect (check the bottom now and again to make sure it’s not burnt).