Salt

Salt

4:00 Friday I was finishing up my week of school, unpacking boxes, reading books for review and not thinking about dinner, dinner on Fridays is a no brainer- pizza, homemade, when the phone rings and Andrew tells me he is planning on inviting someone from work home from dinner. What!? we never mix reality with work, “it’s gonna be pizza, you know.” That’s fine he says.

When I go to make the dough I discover I don’t have any mozzarella so I hoof it down the street to visit our freezer which is plugged in at our neighbors until our garage floor gets painted. Nope, no mozzarella, well maybe I’ll just use cheddar. Andrew nixes that idea when he gets home so off we go to Yokes. Home again we realize, no pepperoni either. Thank goodness for good neighbors willing to plug in your freezer and give you pepperoni in a pinch.

At 5:30 when the guest shows up for dinner (our son has also invited someone to stay), I put the pizza in our virtually virgin oven and an hour and a half later we are still looking at a very blonde pizza which I finally pronounce done, even though it’s not. It gets rave reviews but I know it’s really because I starved these guys until they were willing to eat the table legs.

Well, the really great thing about this dinner guest was that he brought me a box of Maldon salt! I love Maldon salt. I discovered it when we visited England and had carefully hoarded my box until Erin, when visiting England brought me back a box and now this delightful person gave me another. Maldon salt is large square bowls of salt mixed with big broken chunks, perfect for on top of bread or vegetables.  MALDON Sea Salt - 8.5 oz. Box

Maybe we should mix reality with work a little more often…