If I don’t post any new recipes here for a while, just assume it’s because I’m making and eating this flatbread for every meal.
The flatbread is a piece of pizza dough stretched into a rectangle and grilled until it gets a little charred here and there. It’s topped with a crisp salad of asparagus ribbons and mixed herbs, dollops of fresh ricotta, and a handful of crushed pistachios. It screams springs and it screams “yes, I’m a pizza, but I’m also a vehicle for salad so you can eat me whenever you feel like it.” Which will be quite often.
About a year ago, my life changed in a big way. I discovered 


