What do I do when I don’t have many ingredients and need to make what I do have stretch? I make pizza.
Today was one of those days.
What I had readily available: frozen chicken breasts and frozen maple bacon. I pulled those cold suckers out, let ‘em thaw, and while they were getting all hot and stuff I made some pizza dough.
Okay, I fibbed. Pizza dough doesn’t just happen. I started the dough about the same time I pulled the animal products from the freezer. I use The Pioneer Woman’s recipe for dough because it’s easy and always turns out fabulously. Yes, fabulously. I didn’t see her dough recipe online or else I’d link to it.
So. The dough was risen (amen and praise be to the power of yeast) and I pressed it into an olive-oiled cookie sheet. I made some Sriracha ranch dressing and put it on the dough. I poached the chicken bosoms, shredded them, and reheated it in some olive oil with chili powder, garlic, salt, and leftover chicken broth. I fried bacon and heard some angels sing.
I am not obsessed with bacon. I just really, really, really enjoy it.
The chicken and bacon got evenly spread across the dough, I added some pre-shredded cheddar cheese (bland city) and sliced some Parmesan for on top it all.
I baked it for an unknown amount of time at 500 degrees and this is what happened:
Some deliciousness happened, that’s what. Next time I’d add more of the ranch sauce and kick it up a bit by drizzling some hot sauce over the top of it all too because that’s how I roll. I want it sizzling and hot.