Here's lookin' up your old address

I'm writing on borrowed time.  David's asleep and it's 11:45.  Amelia slept 12 hours straight last night after going down without a peep.  She peeped tonight on and off for about 30 minutes tonight, falling asleep for about 15 of those 30 minutes, but she's been out for a good 3 hours now.

I decided to go ahead and post this because I'm going to be insanely busy tomorrow filling Millie's Bows orders and packing for Amelia and me to take the train down to Oregon on Thursday morning.  And when I'm in Oregon, I don't check the computer.  At least not more than once or twice.

I was reading some of my older posts before the baby was born and I used to actually be a mildly entertaining blogger.  Not that Amelia isn't an entertaining subject matter, but really only to me and her dad and her grandparents, probably.  Plus I think a small chunk of mental capacity made its great escape at some point between getting pregnant and birthing my child.  It happens.  I may just be getting less interesting as I grow older - I won't rule out that possibility.

SO.  I was going to make homemade pan pizzas tonight for dinner.  I've made it before, back when I was still interesting.  Dough is so super simple to make but for some reason I always feel like it's going to be a headache, and having to wait for it to rise...I just didn't have make the time.  I had already thawed the mozzarella and pepperoni by transfering each Food Savered item from the freezer to the fridge a couple of days ago and since I only have one more night to cook before I leave David to his bachelor ways, I decided to at least attempt something pizza-ish.  By the way, David will be more than cared for while I'm gone in the meal department.  I made a double batch of Poppyseed Chicken and am planning to freeze a couple of chicken pot pies.  Can you tell we've run out of red meat in our house? 

Anyway, on to the recipe.  It's pizza on a flour tortilla crust.  Now, before you judge, just listen.  I've made flour tortilla pizza before.  It was soggy and slightly unappetizing.  This pizza, however, was crispy and absolutely tasty.  Could have been how much cheese I piled on it, but one of these pizzas fed David and me and we were full at the end of the meal.  I only served strawberries on the side instead of making a salad or something 'cuz I'm ghetto like that.

Try this recipe - you won't be disappointed!  My additions are italicized.

Quick Tortilla Pizza

Makes 2 pizzas; serves 4 (I obviously halved the recipe - I only had 3 flour tortillas on hand)

INGREDIENTS

Six (10 inch) flour tortillas, preferably whole wheat

(Um, didn't use whole wheat tortillas)

8 ounces shredded mozzarella cheese (divided use) 
(Who actually measures cheese when making pizza?)

2/3 cup pizza sauce (divided use) 
(Didn't measure this, either...we're "light on the sauce" people)

Pepperoni, olives, vegetables, or any other toppings you like 
(I used pepperoni, black olives, and chopped up fresh spinach...I put spinach on and in everything I can get away with)

I added some garlic salt, pepper, and cilantro (why?  I don't know, I really don't.  It was green) to taste.

DIRECTIONS
Heat oven to 375 degrees. Spray the bottom of the first tortilla with non-stick cooking spray to help it crisp. Lay sprayed side down on cookie sheet.

Sprinkle a small amount of cheese on top of tortilla, just enough to help tortillas stick when cooking. Top with another tortilla, sprinkle with cheese, top with third tortilla. Top last tortilla with about 1/3 cup pizza sauce and toppings of your liking.

Repeat the directions for the second pizza, using remaining ingredients. Bake for 15 to 20 minutes (mine was done at 17 minutes - nice and crispy) or until golden brown. Cut with pizza wheel (I won't tell if you want to use a knife) into wedges.

Per serving (based on 4): 274 calories, 19 grams protein, 10 grams fat, 6 grams saturated fat, 36 grams carbohydrate, 4 grams fiber, 33 milligrams cholesterol, 748 milligrams sodium. Analysis by registered dietitian Mary Mullen.

"Didn't measure" is the story of my life. 

Tonight I went to Google maps and looked at the "street view" of my hometown and the little house where I lived for the first 9 years of my life.  I have really, really great memories of that place.  It's a very small town, but I love that it's small.  I also love that it seems to have stayed largely unchanged.  I'd love to go back someday but I'm not sure how realistic that is since I'm halfway across the country now.  Anyway, it was fun to get to roam around town via the Google street view.  Speaking of which, I looked up my address now on Google and it's eerie that our garage door is open and so is the gate to the backyard.  David was obviously working in the yard when they came by with the truck.  Strange!  You can actually see my brother-in-law working in his front yard and their dog sitting in the yard staring at the Google truck when you look up their address.

I decided to show you the street view via Google Maps of our house.  I don't know - to me it's kind of crazy!  Obviously this is prior to David cleaning out the garage!

Have a wonderful weekend!  My shop is closed for the long weekend but I'll be back to doing orders on Monday.