It is very obvious that we have a boy... nothing could be more natural than finding ways to make that sound. No, we didn't teach him how to do this, he figured it out all on his own... he's a smart kid :)
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My wonderful friend Leanna is an amazing cook who creates spectacular meals. Over the next few weeks I will be sharing some of her tasty creations.
Harry's Pub Pizza Bread
By Leanna Nocita-Lyons
Ingredients:
1 package 3.5 ounces) pepperoni slices
1 can (3.25 ounces) sliced ripe olives
1 can (3.25 ounces) sliced mushrooms (optional)
2 tablespoons snipped fresh parsley (or dried parsley)
1/2 cup (2 ounces) shredded mozzarella cheese
2 tbsp all-purpose flour (this is a must)
1 garlic cloves, pressed
2 packages (11 ounces each) refrigerated French bread dough
1 teaspoon Italian Seasoning
2 tbsp (1/2 ounce) grated fresh Parmesan cheese
1 can (15 ounces) pizza sauce, warmed (optional)
Dice or cut the pepperoni slices into smaller strips. Drain the olive slices and the mushrooms, and put into bowl, add the pepperoni and/or other meats. Add parsley, Italian seasoning, Mozzarella, and Parmesan. Press the clove of garlic and mix together well.
On a cutting board, lay out waxed paper, sprinkle with flour (this really, really is a must.) Take the French bread dough, seam side up, and slice open, half way (do not cut all the way through.) With rolling pin, roll out the dough width-wise to create a well. Transfer to lightly greased cookie sheet.
Spoon on pizza sauce (I used regular spaghetti sauce...) add half the mixture to each French bread "well." Extra sauce can be then used as a dipping sauce. Bake at 375 degrees for 20-30 minutes.
It is very obvious that we have a boy... nothing could be more natural than finding ways to make that sound. No, we didn't teach him how to do this, he figured it out all on his own... he's a smart kid :)
Love is a great thing, a great good in every way; it alone lightens what is heavy, and leads smoothly over all roughness. For it carries a burden without being burdened, and makes every bitter thing sweet and tasty. Love wants to be lifted up, not held back by anything low. Love wants to be free, and far from all worldly desires, so that its inner vision may not be dimmed and good fortune bind it or misfortune cast it down. Nothing is sweeter than love; nothing stronger, nothing higher, nothing wider; nothing happier, nothing fuller, nothing better in heaven and earth; for love is born of God…
I feel your pain - I can't tell you how many times my son has done something like this and I've thought. . . "he's such a BOY!"
Central Lutheran said...
June 1, 2009 at 10:42 AM