Only a few more days till I’m back in Austin, Texas. The mountain air coupled with the sweetness of family and dear old friends makes me want to hang up the cowboy boots I never owned and move back home tomorrow. In fact, if it wasn’t for Ryan, Cricket, and Margot, I’d likely extend my stay in Colorado for a few more days. There is just something about these mountains. And then, of course, there is just something about this newborn. I don’t know if I’m just hormonal? If something clicks ON when you turn 25? But Susanne’s little baby has stolen my heart.
On one of the first nights I arrived in Colorado, I made a batch of pizza rounds for my family to share as we waited for this newest baby to join our world.
I’m not shy when it comes to pizza–I love it and could eat it every night of the year. And when it comes to toppings, I’m also simple. Fresh tomatoes, a sprinkle of garlic, mozzarella cheese, and basil.
And pizza crosses generations, doesn’t it? My 70-year-old-father (who would HATE that I just shared his age) enjoyed these pizza rounds just as much as my seven-year-old nephew. “How can you go wrong with cheese and bread?” My mother would say. You can’t.
We enjoyed these pizza rounds on the back deck of my sister’s home. Just a week before giving birth, Susanne had hoisted 2 x 4s up, attached them to the side of the house, and hung long sheets of canvas to shade the deck from the sun. As we enjoyed our food–fragrant with the seasonings of Italy–and shared a bottle of wine under the muslin covering, I felt transported. With the mountains in the background, I couldn’t deny we were in Colorado, but instead felt like we had traveled to a higher, fuller version of this land I love.
Why my sister didn’t just buy a lovely umbrella like the ones offered by Westminster, I don’t entirely know. But I’ve heard things like this happen when you’re pregnant. Nesting is what they call it. However, my unpregnant self will hopefully create my own backyard oasis in the weeks to come. Not only does Westminster offer lovely umbrellas, but Hartman has an Amalfi Sahara bistro set that reminds me of Paris. A quaint table, a big umbrella, a glass of wine, and a plate of pizza rounds will offer me my own little oasis at home.
I hope you make these pizza rounds soon. Everyone will love them. And you can adapt them in so many different ways. Goat cheese. Caramelized onions. Hummus. Olive oil and a few shavings of the best Parmesan cheese. They are meant to be enjoyed, shared, and changed. Much like the very best things in life.
Pizza Rounds
1 pound of raw pizza dough
1 cup of freshly shredded mozzarella
1 pint of grape tomatoes
Olive oil for drizzling
Sea Salt
Fresh basil
1. Preheat your oven to 400 degrees F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper.
2. Break off half-dollar size pieces of dough and stretch into a round. Place of parchment paper and allow to rise for about 15 minutes.
3. Meanwhile, chop tomatoes and place in small bowl. Drizzle tomatoes with olive oil and sprinkle with sea salt.
4. Stretch the risen pieces of dough and place a tablespoon of the tomato mixture on the pizza round. Sprinkle with freshly shredded mozzarella.
5. Bake in preheated oven for 15-20 minutes, or until cheese is golden. Remove pizzas from oven and sprinkle chopped basil on top of rounds.



















