I made pizza once or twice long ago about two years ago when I was in Vietnam. It is just extremely convenient to buy either fresh pizza from a store or frozen one and add more toppings to it. Thus I find less and less motivation to making one at home. However I challenged myself today with something new, two versions of stuffed crust pizza, one will be stuffed with sausage from which I planed to make flower painting and the other is cheese stuffed.  I was enthusiastically rolling the dough into two big pizza’s which I did not know would not fit the oven. ( which is strangely funny as I always thought I had a wonderful big oven)

The lovely smell of freshly baked pizza was irresistible and lovely.

I was not lucky enough to manage making a pretty painting as drafted in my head, I might try it again sometimes.