Note: Fridays of Intestinal Fortitude is a weekly(ish) feature about food, food and more FOOD. No, I am not an expert, but I do enjoy talking about food prep, cooking food, eating food and making sweet love to food.
Okay, maybe not the "sweet love" part. After all, this is not meant to be an homage to 9 1/2 Weeks.
Brain Bytes: Today's linkage is an interesting, slightly amusing article mostly composed of ads from over the years that demonstrate the sexualizing and gendering of various food products. (Obviously, there is much in this article leaning heavily on the meat products. Ahem.)
I am going to begin to include interesting food links in these posts. Often, a link speaks on its own and does not necessitate my own pithy commentary, right? This new little feature is inspired by Daniel Koontz's Casual Kitchen, who not only provided our Inaugural Brain Byte, but also happens to be one of my very favorite food blogs.
Note: Gentle Reader, this post was NOT sponsored by Papa Murphy's and instead, was sponsored by my deep, abiding affection for YOU..... you little rascal you.
Like many folks, I love me some pizza. Like many folks, I have very specific needs when it comes to pizza.
It needs to be a thin crust with a bit of sauce, handfuls of cheese, some pepperoni. Maybe some mushrooms. If I am feeling wild n' crazy.
And that is it.
Oh sure, I'll eat FancyPants Pizza with frilly, chichi toppings. And.....okay, okay... if I am in Chicago I certainly would not turn down a stop at Giordano's. Still.... overall, I don't enjoy a thick, doughy, greasy slice of pizza. I hate to mention names, but there are certain chains from which I will only eat under duress (coughPizza Hutcough)
There you have it -- when I am craving pizza, all I really need is a slice of thin pizza with pepperoni.... if you will, a little triangle-shaped magic carpet ride. Frankly, one of the very best parts of my trip to Italy in 2003 was the fact that I did not have to special order my pizza, it already came exactly the way I love. And this is where I learned about the D.O.C (Denominazione di Origine Controllata) - a regulated designation for pizza that deems it worth enough to be officially called "Neopolitan". (And a special shout-out to Amalah who introduced me to the wonders of Two Amys's DOC pizza in Tenleytown where we met for lunch a few times. Oh, how I still remember the Neopolitan magic that Two Amys was able to conjure- still one of my favorite Stateside Pizza Experiences. Ever. )
Currently, Manoj and I are on a huge Papa Murphy's kick. While Daddio Murph will probably never achieve a DOC designation, their ingredients are actually fresh. Additionally, I really appreciate the TakeN'Bake bit -- no waiting for it be delivered or schlepping it home while it cools down in its box. When your husband has a tendency to never, ever (EVER) come home when he says he will come home, I like that I am able to just pop it in the oven when I actually see the whites of his eyes pulling into our driveway. Oddly enough, one of the disadvantages of pizza made from scratch with fresh ingredients is that it does not sit well for very long.
Yes, I did look into making pizza from scratch, but honestly? I could not justify it since there was virtually no cost savings involved (when I priced it out, I could not see where I would make a pizza for under the $9 I pay at Papa Murphy's). However, a part of me felt guilty that my kids were not getting to partake in that fun tradition of Making Pizza. After all, I still have fond memories of making Chef Boyardee pizzas with my mom and sister and here I am trying to create the Perfect Childhood for my own precious progeny, right?
Well..... Papa Murphy kicked it up a notch and introduced a mini-pizza kit called the Mini Murph. The Conundrum for Creating the Perfect Childhood? SOLVED. At $3 a pop, it was an easy decision and Team Chaos LOVES getting to choose their very own pizza (no splitting a pizza with a sibling. Because OH MY GAWD, the Sheer Horror that is Sharing With One's Sibling.GAWD. )
Besides, making a pizza from scratch would defeat one of the very best parts of Pizza Night: Taking a break from cooking.