We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
This is my idea of a pizza. Thin crust so it's almost like a cracker, cooked in a wood-fired oven. Shape doesn't matter, and if it's not a little scorched it doesn't taste right. Toppings? Whatever you can find in the fridge or the pantry. No tomato sauce, please. Never! I think this one is Buffalo mozzarella, asparagus, sliced yellow tomato, and pancetta. Nice.
People with outdoor wood-fired pizza ovens have pizza parties where you assemble your own small ones from a vast assortment of ingredients, then throw it in the oven for 3-5 minutes. I have a pal who does this. That's how they made fast food in ancient Rome.
Someday, I will build an outdoor combination oven and grill out of fieldstone. Indoor cooking is for the birds, and ovens were never meant to be indoors. My Memphis cast iron grill/smoker is excellent - burns wood just as well as charcoal - but it would not work for pizza, bread or calzones where you need a deep oven with a banked wood fire in the back.
Here's how to use a wood-fired oven:
And here's Baking bread in the Wood Oven. Watch that, and you'll understand the luxury of electric or gas ovens - 3 to 6 hours to heat up a wood oven.
When my sons came from Romania we visited friends over on the west coast of NH who lived in a yurt and baked bread in an outdoor oven. The charming young woman was showing it off for the boys. "We have like that in Romania," John-Adrian said. "And it's much better, isn't it!" the girl smiled, excited. My son looked uncomfortable and said something neutral. Later, he asked me in wonder "Why would people do that? Of course it's not better."
Assistant VIllage Idiot
My mother was never a fan of running hot things in a kitchen in summertime in a house cooled by air conditioning. But she liked to make actual baked potatoes (not microwaved) for dinner. I suggested she put the toaster oven in the garage and bake them in that. Worked a charm. Probably saved a couple of dollars over the course of a summer ... maybe.