I have to confess that I have gotten vain about my pizza, I know that I shouldn’t be vain, vanity isn’t a virtue, but I said it, I’m vain. We decided over the weekend before going to Boston, so this was Saturday afternoon, to order the pizza from the Blandford General Store. The owner had just gotten his brand new pizza oven installed and we saw customers coming by the droves and leaving with pizza boxes. We were curious to see if they had a good pizza, being from New York we pride ourselves on our pizza, so we had hopes for the General Store, that their pizza would be a good alternative to cooking. Their pizza was okay for New York standards, good for MA pizza. To my taste the crust was too thick and doughy, I like my crust to be thin with a nice balance between crusty and doughy and the pizza was overloaded with cheese. I like cheese but this was a little much. I’m glad that the General Store’s customers are buying their pizza by the hundreds because I love our store but I do feel gratified that my family still regards me as queen of the pizza. It feeds my ego as their home cook. I didn’t know what to make for dinner and when I looked in the refrigerator this afternoon, I saw that I had a package of shredded mozzarella cheese, Parmesan cheese and tomato sauce, the basic ingredients for pizza. All that was missing was pizza dough, no problem. A couple of cups of whole wheat flour, a cup and a half of unbleached flour, yeast and a cup and a third warm water mixture, tbsp sea salt, 2 tbsp of olive oil and a tbsp of sugar. Throw all of the ingredients in the Kitchen Aid mixer bowl and with the dough hook knead the dough for 10 minutes, turn it out into a bowl, rub the dough with olive oil and cover the bowl with plastic wrap and put it in a corner and forget about it until dinner time. Throwing a pizza together takes no time whatsoever, you put whatever toppings that you have, put the pizza in a very hot oven for 12 minutes and dinner is served. My son and I ate a pizza between the two of us, my pizza hit the spot. I still have another pizza pie for tomorrow, the kids and I don’t mind cold pizza for leftovers. I have to get over my pizza vanity, it must be very unbecoming. I need to learn to be more humble with my culinary accomplishments. It does my heart a lot of good when I see that my family really likes what I serve them.