Thick bread with stuff on top

I have said it in this space before that I really do not like much pizza.  I like the pizza I make.  So there was much surpise when I suggested pizza for lunch out in Bellingham.  The novelty made it happen.  

Goat Mountain Pizza.  Pizza is bought by the pound so you can have as little or as much as you wish.  The toppings are not what most people think as traditional but they are what I like.  It is a thick crust, similar to a foccacia, pizza.  It is good bread with stuff on top which is my best type of pizza.  

Since most of my life I cannot just run to downtown Bellingham for pizza, I made some at home.  This is the type of pizza for me which means I could eat pizza once a week or more.  In the shop, I had potato and bacon, and walnut, carmelized onions, and stilton.  I did a combination of the two but may figure the walnut one out just by itself.  I am also thinking the carnitas pizza could be an interesting experiment even though I did not try that one.

Again, simply good bread with stuff on top.

potato, bacon, and carmelized onion pizza

one recipe of foccacia dough (just the dough portion of this recipe, no fruit.  a plain dough)

one potato, washed and thinly sliced.  I used a Yukon gold.

one onion, peeled and sliced

two slices of thick cut bacon, diced

4 ounces of hard mozzarella, grated


olive oil

Start the dough at least six hours before you wish to eat.

An hour and half before eating, line a quarter sheet pan with parchment paper.  Press in the dough and let rise for an hour (or more).

In a cast iron skillet, heat the olive oil over low heat.  Add the onion.  Sauté gently until carmelized.  This should take about 20 or 30 minutes to have a true carmelization happening.  

Put the sliced potato in a bowl.  Drizzle with a bit of olive oil.  Sprinkle with a pinch of pepper.  Toss until the potatoes are well coated.  Set aside.

In another cast iron pan, about ten minutes before the onions are ready, put the diced bacon.  Cook until brown.  

Preheat oven to 425 degrees Fahrenheit.

When the dough has risen, sprinkle with the carmelized onion.  Sprinkle with the cheese.  Lay the potatoes over it.  Sprinkle the bacon over all.

Put the pizza in the oven and back for 30 to 40 minutes.  Until the edges are brown and the potatoes are to your favorite doneness.  That potato doneness can be debated I have learned.

Let the pizza cool for five minutes.  Remove from the pan.  Cut and serve.

It was lovely!  I have been wanting more since which is just not me.


Lots of maintenance

The rest of our trip did not go as planned.  We were planning to go up to the mountain.  Do maintenance.  Hang out.  See our neighbors.  

My parents had a tree down.  Since my Dad had two knee replacements last year, the idea of him trying to take the tree out with a bow saw was not very appealing.  We ran up to our property and picked up a chain saw.  The next day we got to doing cleanup.

The tree was bigger then was thought.  Can I say the right size chain saw always seems to be on the wrong coast.

I got to clearing out paths.  Something else that did not happen while my Dad was recovering.  I found another downed tree.  It was much smaller.  I also felt like I was going a bit clipper happy but I got bit by too many salmon berries.  Anything could bite me, especially in the head, was gone!

Five hours later, my parents back yard was cleaned up.  It is actually a designated wild space so eagle and deer can have a bit of a habitat as houses go up in the area.  I do not use that movement every day so I was a bit tired at the end of it.

The next day, we went back to the mountain and did the same thing there.  Except in the rain.  I have whacked back so many salmon berries!  I also trimmed trees so vehicles could go up and down our road easier.  I have been threatening for two years to get another pair of muck boots and I did in Minnesota.  Can I say, best decision ever!  No sales tax and a breathable lining.  After ten hours in two days, I was very happy for both.

In Bellingham, I hit up the non-profit thrift store I like.  They thrift fabric.  Between them and the coupons I had at the quilt store in Snohomish, I came back with a lot of fabric for my quilts.  I did not go to the quilt store I like in Bellingham but that was probably a very good thing.

Back on the road happened.  It was much too soon for my liking.  We had to take the long way back because Koda Bear was coming back with us.  He is only here for a short time this time which always makes me a bit sad.

I will say after this trip, Houston home does not feel very right.  I even feel a bit displaced inside my workspaces.  It will get better.


North Dakota

The last week and a half have been interesting.  We went to Gilby, North Dakota to intern my Uncle's ashes.  Our family is such that it has taken two years so it was more like a reunion.  Not the best reason for a reunion but a reason.  

Because of that, we did spend a lot of time in cemetaries.  The Prespytarian church was kind enough to open their doors for us.  The family brought a lot of pictures to share and my Dad brought his candies.  He was told it felt like Christmas by cousins.  

We drove by the house where my Grandmother and Grandfather lived.  One of the sets of stairs I fell down when I was very small.  I may have traumatized cousins since I have heard the stories from both.

A cousin lives in the house my Great Grandfather built and was kind enough to let us all tramp through.  They did a wonderful job of renovation after my two bachelor great Uncles lived in it for years.  I do not like large homes and this is a large home but it is the first large home that has appealed to me.  The spaces are just cozy.  My Great Grandfather's family was a family of twelve.  But you can tell we are all related.  The house was built in 1917 and the bedrooms have closets.  It seems to be a genetic trait to think about storage.

I would have to say that I took more pictures of the peonies in the cemetaries then family.  I love peonies and they do not grow where I live in Texas.  They do grow in Gilby.  I had a cousin who wished to stay the whole summer there.  I do not blame him at all!

I do have to say that it was a beautiful area.  We actually camped in East Grand Forks which is in Minnesota.  We right on the river and took walks.  It was just a lovely time with family.

We drove my Dad home.  He asked to stop in Fargo, North Dakota because my Great Great Uncle Guv's drugstore has been moved there.  The sign is still up on Main Street in Gilby but this is his drugstore Bonanzaville Pioneer Village.  Those benches in back?  I have had ice cream sundaes at.  My favorite was his black and white.  One scoop of vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce and one scoop of chocolate ice cream with marshmallow sauce.  So good.  I used to buy candy for the right side of the shop and that register was used.  It is so strange to have childhood memories sitting in a museum setting.  Because to me this is life, not history.  Not pioneer!

The drive back to my parent's was uneventful.  We did stop and look over the Badlands.  We stopped and saw friends.  It is interesting to drive with my Dad because he has been back and forth over this region a lot.  There were many stories.  And there was much laughter with friends.  It was a good trip but it was just a portion of the trip.  Being back seems very strange!


nut butter cookies

There are days, weeks where my life gets turned on its ear.  I have a lot of unplanned paths taken.  This morning has been all of that as I try to get things I screwed up not so screwed up.  As I get ready for a family memorial/reunion.  This cookie recipe is actually that as well.

Koda Bear was helping me make bread.  I always make sourdough.  He was laughing because we always talk about the yeastie beasties farting, and peeing, and dancing.  To a tune, that is exactly how it is said.  This particular morning, I was asked if we could make cookies with the yeastie beasties instead of bread.  Realizing that bread still needed to be made because it always does.

I said yes.  I have enough cookbooks and read enough cookbooks that I had a plan.  I followed Sarah Owens nut butter cookie recipe the closest.  But remember, I cannot follow a recipe.  I even cannot follow my own and never write down all the variations for all the recipes on here.  The boyos thought these were pretty fabulous and the tin I sent with Koda Bear to his other grandparents came back empty.

I have even gotten asked for them again which is always a good sign.  They are similar to a peanut butter cookie but much moister.  I would say like a breakfast bar and the keeping quality was exceptional.  

sourdough nut butter cookies

140 grams sourdough (I freshen it for bread and make extra so I have 140 grams for cookies)

2 eggs

60 grams maple syrup

1/2 teaspoon baking soda

1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon

1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg

1 teaspoon vanilla

400 grams peanut butter

180 grams organic cane sugar or turbindo (something not completely processed and white)

300 grams quick rolled oats

70 grams rye flour

Preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit.

Mix the sourdough, egg, and maple syrup together.  Mix in the nut butter and sugar.  Mix in the vanilla.  Mix in the rye flour, oats, baking soda, cinnamon, and nutmeg.

Drop by teaspoons on a silpat or parchment covered baking sheet.

Bake about 8 minutes or until the edges are firm.  The batter is already brown so it will be difficult to see the browning of the edges.  Do not over bake.

You can roll into a ball and press a sugared fork into them if you prefer.  That way they look more like a peanut butter cookie.

All I know is that the boyos were happy.  And I have been asked for them again.  I would not be surprised if I get asked for the yeastie beasties to be in a cake sometime!  It is doable.


just life

I needed quiet this weekend still so I took it.  There will be traveling at the end of the week and next so quiet will be the last thing that will happen.  Quiet means working on a quilt and audio books.  The back of this quilt is done and it is basted.  I am ready to quilt it.  But because quilting is a work out, especially the first quarter, I may break it up more then normal.

The boyos cleaned out the old knife making shop to make it into a leather shop on Sunday.  There is dust everywhere!  If it all comes out of the air in less then two years, I will be happy.  

I put a large pot of elk spaghetti sauce and a pot of noodles together for them.  I then went on a walk.  The magnolias are blooming.  In many ways, I like the fallen blooms better then the blooms that are perfect.  The imperfections speak to me.  I have played editing them.  I post those on Instagram.  I like monochromatic.  Usually black and white but not always.  I am actually hoping to have be able to get more flower pictures on the travels next week.  And maybe a large handful of pine branches for dyeing.  Part of the travels is to the mountain.  I miss it so.