As some of you know food, as in food shopping and preparation, is my worst enemy here. I spend a ridiculous number of hours in the grocery store compared to the amount of items I purchase. Most of the time in the store is spent staring at the items hoping that it will suddenly become clear what it is I'm looking at. Take today for example, I'm trying to buy a simple item like flour to make pizza dough. First all the bags of what I'm pretty sure are flour are about the size of a 5 lb bag of sugar. Second there are at least 10 different kinds! After a good 5 minutes of standing there puzzled I asked some woman who happened by for help. Off she sent me to a different store where again I stood and stared at the bags which were at least bigger and more like I expected. Again I ask some woman who happens by. She suggests wheat flour for white bread. Alright, what the hell, I've now invested 45 minutes I've got to buy something!
So I manage to find all the ingredients to put together my dough. An hour later I'm thrilled to find it has risen out of the bowl. I chop, cut, shred and spread everything out on my pizza pan that just arrived yesterday in our shipment. I'm rejoicing in the fact that for this whole meal I managed to avoid having to deal with the dreaded package preparation directions which are all in Dutch.
The oven is preheated and the pizza is ready to go in. Have I mentioned the miniature appliances in this country (and most European countries so I am told)? Our frig/freezer, for five people mind you, is the size of about half of just my frig alone in the states. So you guessed it the pizza pan is too big for the damn oven! Just barely too big. You can't really transfer an uncooked, not frozen, fully prepared pizza. Believe me I tried. Ok so back into the oven. If I leaned on the oven door I could keep it almost closed. But what to do for 14 minutes while the pizza cooked? Luckily an open bottle of red wine and the glasses were within reach:)