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Homemade Pizza {Amazeballs}


We had a few people over last night and decided to make pizza since our grill is currently buried in the snow.  My apologies, we ate this so quickly last night that there was nothing for us to take a picture of!  Maybe next time!

 Crust:
2C flour (your choice:  we've tried whole wheat and regular)
2/3 C water
1/4 C olive oil
2t baking powder
Maybe some Parmesean cheese in there, if you have some.... works amazingly
seasonings (to taste)  I use basil, oregano, Pizza Seasoning, and Pasta Sprinkle from Penzy's

Mix all of the ingredients in a large bowl and when combined, I started to knead it.  Then work it out on a pizza stone or pan, whatever you're going to cook it on.  Make it as thick or thin as you'd like.

I cook the crust for about 10 minutes at 350 degrees and then pull it out to add the sauce and toppings.  This gives the crust a head start; if you've made your's thicker, you may need a few extra minutes.

Sauce:
1 can of tomato sauce
1 little can of tomato paste
garlic
Seasonings, again to taste... I use the same seasonings from above.
Stir them all together and BEHOLD -- pizza sauce

Toppings:
Our latest favorite for homemade pizza is Capicola which we can usually find at the deli counter at our local grocery store.  It's great as an alternative to or companion of pepperoni.
Your choices for toppings are pretty much endless.

Once you've topped that 'za (we don't really call it that, but I still find it entertaining) throw it back into the oven for about 15 minutes.  Keep an eye on it as your oven is certainly different (and probably better) than ours.  You'll know the signs of an amazeballs pizza; watch for browned edges and the most amazingly melted cheese of your life.  Enjoy!

Every time we make this pizza, we tweak the recipe just a little to see if we like it better with more of one thing or add something new (hence, the Capicola).

What's your best recipe for homemade pizza??
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