Why I Made Pizza The Other Night

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​WHY I MADE PIZZA THE OTHER NIGHT

     This past Sunday evening Tom and I went out for pizza.
     We'd decided to venture across town to the upscale-ish Columbus suburb of Worthington to check out an upscale-ish pizzeria called Dewey's with the idea of possibly planning an outdoor family get-together there over the summer.

        According to the Dewey's website the place opened at 4pm. Hoping to avoid being in a crowded space, we arrived there a little before 4:30 and were happy to find only one other car in the parking lot.
       That is, we were happy until we realized that the parking lot was empty because Dewey's dining room was closed. On the door was taped a sheet of paper saying that Dewey's would be opened only for carry-out on that day, Sunday, January 9, and the following day, Monday, January 10. Too bad, we said. Unexpected COVID-induced staff-shortages, we guessed. 
       We headed back to our side of town, both of us now nursing a craving for pizza. While we were driving I called our neighborhood Donatos with the idea of ordering a pizza to pick up. The  recording advised me  (in so many words) that due to staff shortages the wait to place a phone order was approximately until Kingdom Come and that I should place my order onine. 
      I looked at the online menu which warned that due to pandemic shortages certain pizza ingredients might not be available. Exactly what that statement portended I was not altogether sure, but my Spidey sense picked up that if we wanted to eat any time soon, ordering a pizza on a Sunday night in the midst of this epdemic might not be the way to go.
           "Why don't we forget about pizza," said Tom, "and just go to Noodles & Company?"
          Noodles & Company, a fast-food pasta place, is our go-to restaurant these days. Most of the orders are for carry-out, and on the nights we go there for dinner there's generally no one else eating in the dining room besides ourselves. We like the food at Noodles & Company, we like having the dining room to ourselves, and we also like the reusable, supersonic, microwaveable, dishwasher-safe containers that the food is served in.       

     I agreed that Noodles & Company sounded like a good, safe option. Plus I could use a couple more food containers.
​        We were likewise happy to see the Noodles & Company parking lot empty. Until we saw this sign on the door:

     "Son of a beach vacation!" said I.  "What about our go-to place? What about the food containers?"
      "What about dinner tonight?" said Tom.
      "Let's go home," I sighed.
     So we did. I then rummaged through the household provisions and  came up with ingredients  sufficient to rustle together a pizza of sorts.

      I rolled out the focaccia dough, 

...then topped it with pizza sauce, mozzarella, tomatoes, Parmesan, and snips of basil.

      Fifteen minutes later, at long last pizza!

        Was it as good as Dewey's? I cannot say.
        But it was good.