Aaaaarrrrrgh! Just one more week of school left…. I’m currently in panic mode trying to get everything done before next Wednesday. Why does being Room Mom seem so much fun in September, but by June you want to hide? The worst part is that Thursday is the official beginning of Swimsuit Season. Great. I have thoroughly enjoyed cooking & baking so many heavenly meals & desserts the last several months & its starting to show. So, on top of being crazy-busy I’m trying to lose 10 lbs…. My family loves being around me right now.
All of this panic led me to a great dinner solution – Barbecue Chicken Pizza. I had read on HoneyB‘s blog about how she made a pizza with a ketchup base. I haven’t tried her recipe yet, but it got my wheels spinning. Instead of using ketchup, I could use barbecue sauce! Having the sauce ready makes pizza a snap.
- 1 Cup warm Water
- 1 pkg Active Dry Yeast
- 3 Cups All-Purpose Flour
- 2 Tbsp Olive Oil
- 1/2 Tsp Salt
Combine water & yeast first. Add about half the flour, mix well. Then, add oil, salt & remaining flour. Dust flour on the counter & “work” the dough for about 5 minutes adding flour if it feels sticky. Place dough in a lightly oiled bowl, cover with towel & let it rest for about an hour until it doubles in size. Once risen, place on lightly dusted counter again, divide it in two (or more) balls & cover again for 15 minutes. Finally, dough is ready to be shaped, topped & baked.
- Barbecue Sauce
- Mozzarella Cheese, grated
- Rotisserie Chicken, shredded
- Red Onion, thinly sliced
- Cheddar Cheese, grated (just a bit on top)
Once dough is ready, shape it on an oiled pan. Dust corn meal (I heard this somewhere & it seems to work). Spoon sauce on dough, add toppings . Bake on 400 for approximately 20 minutes.
Honestly, it’s impossible to feel frantic when your having pizza for dinner. Your kids totally forget that you have been snapping at them all day & think that you’re the best mom in the world. Your husband thinks your genius by whipping together such a tasty, happy meal (Oh, I forgot to mention that it’s best to hide the bottle of bbq sauce & any evidence of the rotisserie chicken – you get more accolades!). And, for yourself, there is the satisfaction of ending the day with everyone happy despite the chaos that was running amok for those 12 hours before dinner. Aaaah, serenity.