Brunch is too often reserved for occasions rather than any regular day of the week. Baby and wedding showers. Once in a while get togethers with friends. Springtime holidays that celebrate eggs and moms in sincere appreciation.
Most often brunches are thought of as a party. A gathering of many rather than just a few. Or even of just two. But this party dish is good any day of the week, and perfect for celebrating with a party of deux.
For the past few celebrations of Easters we’ve been out of town, doing our own version of celebrating in the midst of ringing slot machines, pools and palm trees and a smoragasbord of buffet options that would put any competitive eater’s aspirations at winning a championship to shame.
Can I tell you how lucky I am to have a job where I get to share the things I dig, things I really like and I think you’ll like too?
I’ve always been one to share. Over-share? Possibly. Over-instruct? Pretty much a sure thing. But it’s all with heart, and with the best intention of hopefully providing a short cut to discovering something you might really enjoy.
You just don’t know about “it” yet.
I’m going to stick with calling “it” sharing, rather than being called bossy, because I think this debate will rage on for a while. And I think you probably know which side of the aisle I’m on. Me and my girl Beyoncé, we see eye to eye.
Because I like to share, and because many of you ask, here is this month’s list of 5 food blogs I’m following now. Some might be more well known, some could be flying under the radar. Either way, they’re spots on the web you don’t want to miss.
Pizza. It’s what’s for dinner. Although in this case, it could be mistaken for breakfast. And definitely lunch. Ah heck, let’s not let any of our favorite feasts feel left out. Brunch, you’re invited too.
A doughy base. That’s always a good start. I like this recipe from Ina. But I’m not ashamed to buy it from the store either. Whole Foods and Trader Joes are great places to start. In fact, after hitting the grocery store for the goods for this pizza I nearly stayed on the freeway and skipped my exit so I could detour to the closest Whole Foods for store bought dough-soon-to-be-crust instead of making my own.
But I told myself to buck up and just go home and get cooking.
So I did. And then came the case of the missing dough hook.
Easter is still a few weeks away so for us, spring break came early this year. Usually it bookends Easter so the school district can stretch it all out and let the sugar high of Mr. Easter Bunny’s deliveries wear off.
But for some reason, this year Smudge’s school district thought 10 days off was a great idea. 10 days! Not the usual 4 days, oh no. In theory, I think 10 days is great. As long as with a chunk of time like that, we have somewhere to go and new memories to make.
We thought about a trip to Tennessee. Then pondered a jaunt to So Cal. But when a few of Smudge’s friend’s families let us know they were planning on heading down south to Southern Utah and glorious Zion National Park, the National Park that millions of people a year set as a must-see destination, we said, “Let’s do this.” Heck, Jennifer Connely was even touting the dare devilness of Angel’s Landing last week on Seth Myers.
But see, I’m a native Utahn. And yet my first time to Zion was a drive-thru the park when we came back from Scottsdale 2 years ago. For shame.