There’s something to be said for making a delectable and deliriously delightful set of dishes for your date and you to devour. It’s romantic and all that other bs. As of late I’ve had two experiences I wanted to remind myself about that were not quite such intimate experiences.
My former roommate was having a goodbye-school-hello-summer party, and requested that I make pizza for said event. No problem, I readily agreed, blissfully unaware of what she had in mind. “How many should I cook for?”
Note: never agree, then ask. Ask, then agree.
“Twenty-five or Thirty.”
(insert sound of my mouth hitting the floor in shock and awe) After I recovered from my initial shock, I went about menu planning for that number of people and homemade pizza. In my house’s kitchen. With one oven. When the initial shock wore off, I started to worry. Making one or two pizzas isn’t a big deal…stir, swab, top, cook. Eight different pizzas in short order is a little bit of a different story. Like “War and Peace” vs. “Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde” sort of difference.
As it turned out, it was more like 18 folks, so I ended up making 6 pizzas*.
-I cheated and bought dough for them all. Oopsie. No one cared, it was good dough and the rest of the pizza more than made up for it.
-Good cheese and good graters make a huge difference on the end result and in the making of.
-The sauce recipe from below was scaled up three-fold. Also planned on taking a bit longer to simmer as a result, during which time I went all “mise en place” on the rest of the toppings, and also made pesto.
-The oven was ramped up early, and a pizza stone in on the bottom rack, to try and help the temp fluctuations that would inevitably result.
-Don’t plan on having a break while you do this, as you’ll be topping, cooking, checking, slicing, and serving in short order once you get going.
-Make small square slices of a few pies so everyone can get a bite. When they’re coming out in stages, it helps to keep folks happy so they can return to mingling and rocking out while they nibble each round.
Don’t forget, cleanup is also scaled up. Woo.
The second meal was going to be a small dinner for three that soon changed into a six person, multi-course extravaganza expo. Most dinners I do are generally timed to coincide with a sitting down and eating all at once, but this one’s going to end up with its own post (and hopefully, pics) tomorrow. Timing, of course, is everything. Being able to accurately guesstimate your cooking and prep times, and pacing of the courses, makes a huge difference in serving them right!




































