One of the good things about making one personal size pizza at a time is that there is no more to gorge on. On the other hand, making one personal pizza at a time means there is no next piece even if it tastes great.
Thanksgiving was looming and there on a table was a beautiful 5.5 lb organic, heritage breed, spoon fed, politically correct kabocha squash. One could practically hear Tibetan Bells.
I grew up in a Jewish American home and was aware of knishes. Actually I was aware that my parents and brother ate them. I however hated onions and whatever they were added to.
My plan was to make some cheese stuffed focaccia to illustrate a previously written piece so I could have images to post. That is not what happened.