… we had leftovers of pizza dough from the last time I was in town so after getting some fresh vegetables at a local market in Brooklyn.. [after J’s weekly Bocce game]
so after tons of crap beer and a delicious brunch at Colonie before the game [which I’ll blog about later] we set out to make another pizza… and Tuscan Kale chips [the non-curly kind]
Kale chips, successful. Just EVOO and sea salt baked in a tray til almost burnt and crisp.
[sorry no picture]
The pizza was another story. Successful, but the best worst idea.
Stroke stroke stroke
I took the biggest habanero and minced it up with a few garlic cloves… chopped up a chicken breast and threw it in a skillet.
Within a few minutes.. I know how to make pepper bombs. J was just asking me what wine to drink when he started coughing and I started gagging.
“On the floor the air is fresher” no it wasn’t.
We opened his giant window in his living room and screamed out the window. We opened his apt door and ran screaming into the hallway gagging.
Half hour later when we were ready to assemble the pizza, his roommate and roommate’s gf came home saying they were gagging off the elevator hahahaha… we said it wasn’t even that bad anymore.
So much pain, but so much to gain.
Super spicy habanero garlic chicken [oh we also diced in a thai chili pepper, green one for color] on a Margherita pizza on whole wheat crust.
Oh and we ended up finding a good wine to go with the pizza :]