Friday, July 25, 2008

The Tom Tom Club

I've spent my life eating. When I am not eating, I am thinking about what and when I will be eating next. There is no middle-ground, and this is the truth. Summer is my favorite season because there is the shortest distance between thinking about the food that I want and obtaining it; it seems that every other corner I turn offers up a bouquet of fresh vegetables and thick, dark breads for sale . It's the season of the farmers market... and all my favorite foods are there, begging to be eaten raw, ripe, and juicy.

I say this because I want you to be sympathetic to my plight, the one in which I have begun to eat too many tomatoes. I ingest them constantly and without regard to personal pride or recipe. On many a workday I have been known to casually saunter into the Union Square greenmarket, spend an hour or so fervently selecting the ripest and reddest of all the tomatoes--the ones whose splitting flesh yields softly to the applied pressure of my palm--and then return, triumphant with my prizes, to the office to eat them completely raw (and a little noisily, if my coworkers don't say so themselves). It's disgusting, childish, frivolous. These things I know, but I am powerless to stop it.







The only thing to be done (the only thing that could conceal the nature of the beast) was to find recipes that allowed me to consume as many delicious tomatoes as my gourd could possibly hope to handle in as respectable a fashion as possible. Respectable being the key word here, but one also having a broad and highly elastic definition.

Since pizza in the summertime is an all time favorite of mine, I thought I might as well up and toss 'em on some 'za. This is one of those recipes that I can hardly wait to make again, both because it was so delicious and also because there about a million things I want to tweak about in order to make it better. Any suggestions are warmly accepted and appreciated!

Thus: Lemon-Avocado and Tomato Pizza

You Will Need:
1 tomato, ripe
1 avocado, ripe
a few slices of Fontina (or your favorite) kind of cheese
1 bunch fresh basil
pizza dough (i picked up a big bucket of mine from my favorite pizza place)
2-3 tbls. of olive oil
2-3 tbls. of fresh lemon juice
salt and pepper to taste

To Make:

Pre-heat your over to 350°. Slice the avocado open, then use a butter knife to slice it while it remains in the shell. Each slice should be relatively narrow, but not so much as to disintegrate into mush upon removal from the shell; they should have some individual integrity. Scoop out the slices using a spoon, and place them in a bowl. Cover them heartily in lemon juice and black pepper, then set them aside (they'll come in handy later.)

Next, prepare the dough by abusing it a little. You'll have to roll and beat it on a well floured surface. Using a rolling pin works best, but I found that a sturdy glass can suffice just fine in the absence of one. Once the dough is nice and pliable, stretch and roll it out as thinly as possible, and mold it into as round a shape as you can manage. Rub the finished piece with fresh olive oil. Now you're ready to start laying down the actual pizza.

Slice the tomato thinly, clean and chop a little basil, slice a little of the cheese. Lay down the tomato slices, making sure to leave a little space between each round. Now, arrange the slices of lemon-soaked avocado to fill in any blank spaces. Sprinkle generously with the fresh basil. Tear your cheese slices into bits, and scatter them across everything. Eventually, they will melt into brown, attractive little spots.

Pop your pizza into the oven and let it bake until the cheese bubbles and the crust smolders into a lovely, golden shade of tan. Let cool and then eat it all in one sitting!




For the sake of historical record, I must also note that this recipe was made and consumed in honor of my close, personal friend Ben's birthday. He is the man, obviously:

7 comments:

Mark Scarbrough said...

Holy cow! This sounds so frickin' good that I begged Bruce to make pizza for dinner tonight. No avocados in the house, but I'm promised something with artichoke hearts and fresh basil. And the next time I drag my sorry self off this silly mountain and down to the store, I'm buying up avocados and slurping down this pie.

Slotcarbob said...

I just came home from a bike ride and a work out, and see THIS!! I'm freakin' gonna go eat some 'za!

Andy said...

First of all, you can't use slang like "gourd" to refer to your head in a food blog. Because I just assume you are making tomato-stuffed squash or something.

And secondly, is that Davyd Nereo? I can't see real good. Because I know he only eats vegan candlesmoke.

no beesewax,
andy

Smells Blog said...

I was hoping that as I scrolled down, I would see your hand crushing that tomato, frame-by-frame.

sweeetheartfever said...

haha, don't worry Dan. i'll be crushing every tomato in our household before you know it.

live action version!


andy, you are always full of beeswax. everybody's beeswax but your own! gourd, gourd, gourd. (i love you)

fash said...

oh goddddd, yet another sweet feverish moment when i curse the quiche i ate a few hours ago and wish desperately it could have been pizza.

Ella said...

Good for people to know.