A Day Off = Grilled Pizza!

This has been a great week. I am really enjoying work (I pretty much get to talk to people all day), I just spent 2 1/2 fantastic hours at a Whole Foods cooking class (where I met some amazing people… more on that later), and I have been enjoying delicious, healthy meals with the newest roommate in my long history of housemates.

This past Sunday I had the day off, so I felt it was time to make some vegan pizza. But wait! Let us take it a step further: Grilled Vegan Pizza. With homemade vegan sausage. And homemade cheese sauce. And… okay, that’s all.

I first made the dough using a whole wheat crust found here (note: I subbed the white flour for wheat). I lightly grilled it and set it aside. Next it was time for the toppings.

I had made homade veggie sausages a few days prior for a Fourth of July hot dog bonanza (we’re All-America over here!) and used those for one of the toppings. I simply crumbled them up and sauteed them on the stove to give them a nice ‘n’ toasty look and taste.

Next, I (and Caleb… he helped too!) grilled some zucchini and onions and set them aside.

Now for the sauces.

I was lazy and just used the rest of my canned marinara, but I used this recipe from a VegWeb submitter for Cashew “Cheese” Sauce:

Ingredients

2 cup soy milk (I actually used coconut)
4 oz. pimento (I used 2 tsp of Miso paste in favor of these)
1 1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon onion powder
3-4 tablespoon yeast flakes
1/4 teaspoon garlic powder
2 tablespoon cornstarch
1/4 cup raw cashews
1 tablespoon lemon juice

Directions

Pulse the cashews in a food processor until finely grated, then add additional ingredients. Process until completely mixed and smooth in consistency. Pour the mixture into a sauce pot and heat on low/med until it thickens and begins sticking to the spoon.

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To assemble, the entire masterpiece, Caleb and I just took the marinara, coated the crust (while on the grill), and layered on fresh basil, veggie sausage, zucchini, onions, and topped it off with the “cheese” sauce. We let it grill for about 10 minutes or so (it may have been a little crispy, but I kind of like that, so it was okay), and then dug in!  To top it off, we also grilled some fresh peaches. Not bad for a sunny Sunday evening.

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8 July 2010. Tags: , , , , , . Food and Recipes. Leave a comment.

Welcome to Italy.

     This phrase became the bane of our existence while in Italy. While riding from Switzerland to Venice, Italy via TrainItalia, the announcements followed this typical pattern:

3 minutes (of the Italian language) worth of telling where we were, what we were doing, what stops we were arriving at… and any other important information.

2 minutes of similar dialogue in French.

1 (German) minute of a shortened version of the French explanations.

In Engligh: “Welcome to Italy.”

     Due to this, we were highly unsure of were to get off the train, and we further confused by the hour long stop we made in the middle of nowhere. That hour plus the fact that the train was late to begin with left us unable to catch the connection train to Venice. We went to the service desk and quickly learned that the Italian customer service ethic is similar to their timeliness ethic: nonexistent. Eventually we made it into Venice, to our hostel (which was, surprisingly, amazing)… and found out our train had been delayed due to a minor incident–the derailment of another in front of us. 

    Italy was not bad, though it was nothing what I had expected. The calm, coolness, and the laid back stereotypes only applied in reference to time, it seemed. I learned a lot about the culture and a lot about the art of being stared at. 

 

The hour long train stop by a small village in the Italian countryside.

The hour long train stop by a small village in the Italian countryside.

 

 

I think these "street signs" were only for effect. Truth: We spent 75 per cent of our time attempting to find our way around the city. It's no wonder people call it a magical city of mazes that change every nightfall.

I think these "street signs" were only for effect. Truth: We spent 75 per cent of our time attempting to find our way around the city. It's no wonder people call it a magical city of mazes that change every nightfall. (Also note the adorable, fat posing dog in the window.)

 

Mariah and I in Venice

 

Staring down one of the Venetian roadways.

Staring down one of the Venetian roadways.

 

A beautiful detail of the world famous Palazzo del San Marco.

A beautiful detail of the world famous Palazzo del San Marco.

 

You cannot escape Venice without trying on at least one creepy mask.

You cannot escape Venice without trying on at least one creepy mask.

 

A dusky view of the magical city built on water.

A dusky view of the magical city built on water.

 

Early Italian architecture. My favorite art history era.

Early Italian architecture. My favorite art history era.

3 July 2009. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Europe, Hiking/Backpacking, travel. Leave a comment.