Did I not say I wouldn't put another flatbread up here? Well, the pizza dough called to me in the market yesterday, I rolled it out flat (with the help of my six year old, who exponentially multiplied the time and mess), did the ol' 'smokin' cast iron/roasting pan sealed to the broiler' trick and got some of them to puff. Three pics: fresh from the oven, eclipsing wife, and with cold leftover salmon and extra blackening spice.
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