Overnight Pizza Dough

We have pizza night often in this house. My pizza stone is nice and seasoned from many years of use. I don't ever post about it because often we just have pepperoni and cheese. (That's what my people like.) But sometimes I like to go to the trouble of making our pizzas more individualized. I was thinking I'd like to find a pizza dough recipe that takes a couple days to make. So I set out to find one and came up with this from epicurious.com:

Overnight Pizza Dough
(makes enough for 8 9-inch pizzas)

Sponge:
1 cup lukewarm water (110°F to 115°F)
1 envelope active dry yeast, divided
1 cup all purpose flour, divided

Dough:
1 1/2 cups lukewarm (110°F to 115°F) water
2 teaspoons fine sea salt
1 envelope active dry yeast
6 cups (or more) all purpose flour
Olive oil
Yellow cornmeal
Sauces and toppings

Special equipment:
Pizza stone

For sponge: (I've included a very ugly picture of what my sponge looked like.)

Place 1 cup lukewarm water in large bowl of heavy-duty mixer. Sprinkle 1 teaspoon yeast (reserve remaining yeast for dough) and 1/4 teaspoon flour over water. Let stand until yeast dissolves and mixture looks spongy, about 4 minutes. Add remaining flour and whisk until smooth; scrape down sides of bowl. Cover bowl with plastic wrap. Let sponge rest at room temperature in draft-free area overnight (about 12 hours; sponge will look bubbly).

For dough:

Add 1 1/2 cups lukewarm water, 2 teaspoons salt, 1 envelope yeast, and reserved remaining yeast to sponge, then add 6 cups flour, 1 cup at a time, beating with dough hook to blend after each addition. Continue to beat until dough is smooth, comes cleanly away from sides of bowl, and is only slightly sticky to touch, scraping down bowl occasionally, about 5 minutes. If dough is very sticky, beat in more flour, 1/4 cupful at a time. Scrape dough onto floured surface; knead into smooth ball.

Brush inside of large bowl with oil. Add dough; turn to coat with oil. Cover bowl with plastic wrap; chill 6 hours, kneading dough down when doubled (after 2 hours).

About 1 1/2 hours before baking, dust 2 baking sheets with flour. Turn dough out onto floured surface. Knead gently; shape into 16-inch log. Cut into 8 equal pieces. Knead each piece into smooth ball. Arrange 4 balls of dough on each sheet. Cover loosely with kitchen towels and let rise until almost doubled, 1 to 11/4 hours.

If using pizza stone, place in oven.

Preheat oven to 500 F for 45 minutes. Working with 1 dough ball at a time, dust dough with flour. Press into 5-inch round, then gently stretch and roll out to 9-inch round.

If using pizza stone, sprinkle pizza peel or rimless baking sheet with cornmeal. If not using pizza stone, sprinkle large baking sheet with cornmeal. Place dough round on cornmeal; brush lightly with oil. Top as desired. Slide pizza onto stone or place pizza on baking sheet into oven.

Bake pizza until sauce is bubbling and crust is crisp and brown, lifting edge of pizza to check underside, about 14 minutes.

The end result was delicious. I'm not saying I'll never try a new pizza dough recipe, but I will definitely be making this again. We used about half the dough for these pizzas, and the next night I made calzones. The dough did not work out well for the calzones at all. Just FYI. It's been a while since I made these so I'll try and remember what the heck I put on each of these. I have been spending a small fortune on fresh mozzarella cheese- it makes SUCH a difference, though. It's totally worth it. The pizza on the far right has alfredo, ham, mushrooms, parmesan, fresh mozzarella, tomato, and basil. The pizza second to the left has mushrooms, basil, pepperoni, tomato sauce, fresh mozzarella, and tomatoes. I really liked the texture of the crust- it was crisp but still chewy. I was expecting a better complexity with the flavor with the overnight method, but I still preferred the flavor over my usual pizza dough recipe.

One of many reasons that you shouldn't text while driving

You might decide text a love message to your husband and accidentally scroll past your husband's name (in my case, Bobby) and select your brother-in-law's brother's name (in my case, Brendan) instead. Then you'll start laughing hysterically and turn bright red from embarrassment and endanger your life even more by hurriedly texting an explanation to said brother-in-law's brother. Trust me, my friends- I speak from experience.

Franny lost her first tooth! (and how I lost it again.)

Franny couldn't stop fidgeting with her loose tooth the whole time we were in California. I suspect most mothers would just get some gauze or a tissue and yank it out, but the thought of it made me a little squeamish and I just hoped that we could make it home so Bobby could take care of it. Five minutes after we boarded the plane, Franny was fidgeting with it again and it popped out. She gasped and I quickly caught it as it fell out of her mouth.

I wrapped it up in a tissue and tucked it away safely in my purse and told her we would place it under her pillow for the tooth fairy. When we finally made it home, Franny wanted to show her Dad the tiny tooth so I pulled it out and placed it on the kitchen table. Hours later I was getting ready to set the table and was wiping it down. I saw a napkin and used it to brush the crumbs off the table. We sat down to dinner together and then we watched American Idol. I was wondering what the tooth fairy pays for teeth nowadays when I realized I wasn't sure where her tooth was. I turned to Bobby and asked him, but before he could even shrug his shoulders I gasped, knowing full well I had used the tissue it was wrapped up in to clean the crumbs off the table! I ran upstairs and poked around in the trash can. There was no sign of it. So then I was on my hands and knees crawling around looking for the tiny lost tooth. I spotted something near the trash can that looked like it could be her tooth, but it turned out to be a white Nerd candy. I picked it up, looked at it, and thought, "That'll do."

Whoops.

Lemon Chicken Noodle Soup

I found a recipe online for a lemony chicken noodle soup. I loved the idea, but wasn't crazy about the recipe as it was written, so I decided to adapt my favorite chicken noodle soup recipe from my friend Annie. I love the way it turned out!!

Lemon Chicken Noodle Soup

3 chicken breasts (or 1 whole chicken)

2 cans chicken broth

3 stalks celery – chopped

½ onion – chopped

parsley (I use about 1 tsp.- can add more or less)

thyme (I use about 1 tsp.- can add more or less)

salt and pepper

1 tsp. fresh garlic

2-3 cubes chicken bouillon

4 carrots – chopped (can add more)

frozen peas (as many or as few as you want)

8-10 oz. home-style wide noodles (can use cooked rice instead)

zest of one lemon

juice of 1/2 lemon

red pepper flakes (to taste)

1 can cream of chicken soup

Place the 3 chicken breasts in a large pot and cover with chicken broth and 3-4 cups water. Add celery, onion, carrots, parsley, thyme, garlic, salt and pepper. Bring to a boil and cook for 20 minutes. Remove chicken and shred it before returning it to the pot. Add 2 or 3 cubes chicken bouillon, carrots, frozen peas, noodles (or cooked rice), lemon zest and juice, red pepper flakes, and cream of chicken soup. Heat through.

Warner and Hannah

Here are A LOT of pictures from our recent trip to California to help my sister Julia with her two beautiful babies, Hannah and Warner. We had a great time and it was really a treat to see Julia with her gorgeous babies. I was so impressed with how well she and Grant are doing with such a huge new responsibility. She's a great mom. And those babies are just so adorable!


Franny kept telling me how excited she was to be on an airplane. Our flight left at 8 PM, which is normally bedtime, but she stayed awake for the entire flight and most of the hour-long ride from LAX to Corona where my Dad lives. She had all kinds of questions on the plane- most of them about Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. She wanted to know all about Violet Beauregard and what happens to her after she turns into a blueberry. I hope she doesn't think that's what is happening to me.

Franny holding Hannah for the first of many times. She fell in love with the twins just like I did.

I was so happy when I found out that my grandparents were going to be visiting while we were there. It was SO good to see them. They live in Utah and we just don't make it out to see them enough. Before we moved out to the Midwest, we got to see them all the time, so I have missed them a lot these last past four and a half years. This is the classic picture my grandparents take with every new baby in their family. This one wasn't even posed, it just happened like this. I have a picture of them holding Franny just like this and my parents have one of them holding me just like this. I love it.

Grandma helping Franny hold Warner. A snapshot of the girls in their jammies right before Grandma and Grandpa were heading home to Utah.

My sisters Annie and Maggie, and Maggie's boyfriend Ryan. It was so good to finally meet him. They've been dating for over a year now and we finally got to meet him! They make a really cute couple. We had the entire family together (except for Bobby- wish ) that Saturday night and it was so nice.

Franny was so sweet with the babies. She wanted to hold them several times every day. She'd walk up and casually mention, "I haven't held Warner today..." And then as soon as she finished holding Warner she'd say in the same casual way, "I haven't held Hannah today..."
We loved seeing how Hannah likes to snuggle in towards Warner when she sleeps. Very sweet.
I miss them!
Richard and Kristy made it up to my Dad's twice while we there. It was great to see them. Franny was really proud of herself for picking up their tiny puppies. The poor little dogs didn't seem to happy about it, though.
One night after Sophie fell asleep, Franny stayed up to make snickerdoodles with Grandpa. They turned out delicious and it was then that we learned that Franny knows how to crack an egg by herself!

Friday was a lot of fun. Julia took the girls and I to get pedicures. We went back to Julia's and we fixed dinner and then Dad and Annie picked us up and we all went to Chuck E. Cheese. Was that ever an intense experience! Try going on a Friday night in Southern California when it's been raining all week and people are ready to get out of the house and you'll see what I mean. The girls had fun and I did, too. I find that sometimes my taste in food regresses a little bit when I'm pregnant. For example, I found myself sneaking over to the salad bar with my paper plate to steal some ranch dressing for dipping my pizza in. I love Chuck E. Cheese pizza! I know it's not any good, but it just reminds me of when I was a little kid and everyone was having their birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese.
Saturday night was a lot of fun, too. My Dad went to a BYU basketball game with some friends so we decided to have a girls' night in with take-out and a movie and a sleepover in the family room. Annie brought blankets and pillows and mattresses down. We went to head out the door and realized my Dad had taken his car keys with him, but Julia saved the day and brought us Rubio's for dinner. We had rented a couple of redbox movies, but we didn't need them because Julia's husband Grant has a cousin who works for Disney and she was able to score us an in-home viewing of "Princess and the Frog"! That was pretty cool since the movie hasn't been released to DVD yet and the girls, who had already seen it once in the theater, are huge "Princess and the Frog" fans. So Julia saved the day and we got to hold the babies a little more that day. My girls had SO much fun with their Aunt Annie. She was adorable with them- playing games, straightening their hair, sharing her old toys with them... I was so grateful for her!
Here's a picture we faked. Sophie had a hard time keeping her eyes closed, but bless her heart for trying.

My Dad arranged a family party for the last night we were there and it was so great to see everyone. My uncle Lauren came, Gayle and David were there with two of their kids Will and Alex, and Wayne and Cindy came with Vanessa. Gayle came to Julia's earlier in the week when we were at Julia's and brought presents for baby Claire AND for Franny and Sophie. The girls were thrilled and so was I. It was so thoughtful and meant a lot to me. I really loved how much the girls talked about the fairies that Aunt Gayle bought for them. When we got home and finally saw Daddy, that was one of the first things Franny said to him. "Do you want to see the fairy that Aunt Gayle gave me?"

Sophie is a dog-lover just like her Dad. She asked me once after we got home if Julia's dog Cooper was her cousin.

My Dad is the sweetest grandpa to my girls. We hadn't actually seen him in about 16 months, but you never would have thought so thanks to ichat. The girls were so happy to see Grandpa and interacted with him like they get to see him on a weekly basis. Which I guess they kind of do. Although on the car ride back from the airport Sophie was saying things like, "We can see Grandpa tomorrow." Also, while we there we went to Target to pick up a few things and we saw a box of Good & Plenty's- my dad's favorite candy. I told the girls I thought we should pick up a little present for Grandpa. Now every time Sophie and I are grocery shopping, she looks for Good & Plenty's on the shelves of the candy aisle and calls out, "Mom! MOM!! That's what Grandpa likes!" So cute. We had a great time and I am so thankful we were able to go. We miss you all and love you!

Bobby's Christmas Quilt

This last Christmas Bobby asked me for a quilt. I've always really appreciated how supportive he is of the things I like to do with my time. Like my cooking, and that very short time that I was into scrapbooking, and my sewing... So when he asked for a quilt, I was pretty excited. And lest anyone should question the manliness of my man, he also asked for a gun-cleaning kit. ;)

He had some suggestions for me. He wanted me to incorporate some other fabrics besides cotton, namely corduroy and felt. (Don't worry, I let him know that felt for a quilt would be a bad idea.) He wanted it to look kind of pieced from my fabric stash, but still look cohesive. (These are not his words. Keep in mind this conversation happened about three months ago.) So I started searching craft blogs and flickr pages looking for inspiration and I ran into this lady. (Hello lady!) I love her quilts. Some of hers look really advanced, but a lot are really fresh and simple. I actually borrowed an idea from her for Franny's birthday quilt, which I'll blog about soon.


The quilt measures 84 x 68 inches. He wanted it to be nice and big enough to cover his whole body. I used a chocolate brown corduroy on the front and I'm happy with the added weight it gives the quilt. I also loved the puckery look on the corduroy after it was washed a couple of times. My only complaint about the corduroy is it stinks. It smells awful, but it's getting better with every wash. After the first wash I was laying around with it watching TV and I could barely breathe because its smell was so strong. Anyone know what that is?
My favorite side of the quilt is actually the back, only because it's such a surprise. It was obviously a lot more work, but the front was so simple to put together I didn't mind the extra time. I sewed straight vertical lines to quilt it about 1 1/2 inches apart and that took much longer than I anticipated. But quilting always does.

I couldn't decide which fabric to use for the binding so I finally settled on a scrappy binding, and just used a combination of all the fabrics from the quilt.

I didn't actually get the quilt finished in time for Christmas. (I was up until 1 AM quilting it on Christmas Eve.) But it was done by December 28th which is a lot better than that time it took me three years to get my friend Betsy's daughter her "baby" quilt. So maybe I'm getting better at judging how much time I need for a quilt. He uses it all the time and has told me repeatedly how much he loves it. Bobby, you're the best!

"I pooped in my pants. It's okay to make mistakes."

This is definitely my favorite Sophie quote so far this year. Here is the story. We've been potty-training Sophie since right after Christmas. She picked up really quick on the first part, but the second part has been a bit more of a struggle. Our second night in California, we were having a small family party. Maggie was in town with her boyfriend Ryan, Richard and Kristy were up with Stacy and Joe (Kristy's twin sister and her husband), and my grandparents were in from Utah. Sophie walks out, seemingly panic-stricken, and says, "I need to go potty!" Well, I could tell by her stance and her face that she had already been.

I should also mention that when Franny gets really frustrated when she is trying to sound out words or write a sentence, we will often say, "it's okay to make mistakes! That's how you learn!"

Back to Sophie and her poop pants- I was a bit frustrated with her. I was anticipating such an event and had just reminded her to head for the potty when she felt the need. I didn't say much as I went about cleaning up her mess, but she could tell I was irked by the look on my face. She was crying and she said, "You need to say sorry to me!" I said, "WHAT?! I need to say sorry to YOU!" She said, "Yeah, because you mad at me! You like, 'MMHHH!' (at which point she disgustedly puts her hands on her hips trying to mimic me). "You cranky!"

At that I had to laugh. So I got her into a fresh pair of pants and we walked back out into the family room where most of the party was sitting and talking. Sophie then announces to the whole room, "I pooped in my pants. It's okay to make mistakes."

She is so funny.

By the way, she's got it down now, so we are officially off diaper duty for the next two months! Cause to celebrate.