My Dad’s pretty awesome. So much so, that he’s willing to divulge his secrets for a KILLER pizza. Not that I’m biased or anything, but his pizza is as good as anything you’ll ever eat. He’s been making this homemade circle of deliciousness since my brother and I were kids, but the recipe for the dough has been a continual work in progress over the years. It’s always been good, but like all the greats, he’s never satisfied until it’s perfect. And now, at 64-years of age, he’s got a pizza dough recipe that’s pretty darn close to perfect. Not bad for an Irishman from Levittown. Continue reading
While I pull together the rest of my notes from our Vegas trip, I figure there’s no better time than now to share a recipe penned by none other than the guy who taught me how to cook and how to have fun doing it. My Dad!
Yup. The goofball gene is strong in the Havens household.
Let’s make some chicken! Continue reading