On a foodie level, this time of the year is a little bitter sweet. While I am ready to say goodbye to the long, cold winter, I am hesitant to say goodbye to my fall and winter cooking. My dinged up, decades old stock pot receives plenty of love and use over the course of those six months. So many hearty, heart-warming, slow-cooked soups, sauces, and family favorites have emerged from it. Their scents have filled our home and taken the chill from the air. They’ve put the comfort in food.
I’m not sure that I have ever met a teenager who didn’t like pizza. My teens are no exception. While not a regular item on our meal menu, we do indulge in pizza occasionally. As a mom, I must admit that I do have a problem calling pizza a meal. There’s little to balance out the carbohydrate load, and any vegetables or meat that is added is minimal in amount or processed beyond recognition.
So today I decided to tackle this issue head on with my Sloppy Joe Pizza.