About a year ago, my life changed in a big way. I discovered this recipe for no-knead pizza dough that yields my favorite kind of restaurant-pizza crust, right out of my home oven. It’s thin in the middle, chewy and bubbly around the edges, and a total cinch to make. I’ve been talking it up to friends and family (come on, Dad–try it! I know you’ll love it!), but somehow we haven’t talked about it here since my initial discovery.
Well, let’s change that! Let’s talk pizza today. We’ll definitely use my go-to dough and I’m thinking some garlicky sautéed broccoli rabe, spicy Italian sausage, and ricotta cheese sound like awfully good toppings for this chilly evening. A bottle of red? Maybe a movie? Good, I’m glad you’re on board.
Just when I thought I was done baking for a good long while, I discovered a carton of buttermilk a few days away from expiring and half of a pack of almond paste in the back of the fridge. What to do, what to do? Well, we can’t be wasteful and since we’ve got almost a week to go before we start thinking about New Year’s resolutions and whatnot, what do you say we make one last holiday treat?
One thing I really appreciated about traveling in Belgium and the Netherlands this fall was that every time I ordered a coffee or tea, it would be served with a little something sweet. In most cases, it’s just a packaged cookie or a thin wafer of chocolate, but once in a while, you really luck out and get a tiny cream puff or a narrow sliver of a tart.
I have a theory on how the humble little quick bread became everyone’s favorite homemade holiday gift: no one has time for anything in December. Life goes from busy to absolutely chaotic. I’m supposed to be where, when? You’re on your way over…um, great! Throw in shopping, pre-entertaining deep-cleaning, the fact that you must double the amount of time it takes to go anywhere, and you get the picture. If you’re going to have something in homemade in hand when you show up at that party, the only viable option is a loaf of quick bread.
My pistachio florentines are the cookies you’ll probably pass over on your first go-around with the holiday cookie tray. They’re unassuming, thin and brown. No bells, sparkles, or whistles. You’ll skip right over them and make a grab for the little cutie with the sprinkles and frosting.