Friday night in our house is, and always has been, pizza night. You can tell where I am in my life by what kind of pizza it is - at home my mum would cook a supermarket pizza with oven chips (there is something so wrong and yet so right about a crisp oven chip doused in vinegar) and serve it with a nice green salad. As a student I’d get those nasty little cheap frozen ones and add toppings to make them edible, or occasionally have a Dominos splurge. Once I started working I moved on and up through the supermarket brands and now I often go to my favourite little pizzeria, Il Bacio, but tonight I am making my own!

I have some left over arrabiatta that I’ll blend to a paste (maximising available resources), some dough rising in the cupboard and some lovely field mushrooms and bacon to use for toppings, I’m very excited. Will post picture and recipe later…