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naan pizzas


It wouldn't be summer if I wasn't wiping noses and playing Bop It alone in a dark room.  (click on the link for a description of Bop It a.k.a the greatest game in the universe).


Wait, what?! You all probably expected me to say something more glamorous like "putting on tanning oil and playing volleyball in Aruba." Nope, not me.


I've been working at the same summer camp for the past six summers.  Every year by week three, I ask myself why in the world I come back every year to clean up "accidents" and listen to "Down By the Bay" for the millionth time.  But nevertheless,   I find myself back at camp every June -- with a box of Clorox wipes and an open mind.  I wouldn't have it any other way.


If there's one thing that playing with kids as a job has taught me, it is the importance of being able to roll with the punches.  I never know when a game of duck duck goose will turn into a WWA showdown.  I've learned that it can be an emotional experience when the lunch ladies switch from strawberry to grape jelly.  I've learned never to let my kids play Doodle Jump on my phone -- it always ends in a dead battery and a lot of goo on my screen.  I've learned the importance of censoring spooky stories before telling them (recapping the Paranormal Activity 2 = not the move).  I've learned that when I tumble down a concrete staircase while daydreaming and sipping my Venti triple-shot latte, I need to take a break (I have the knee bruises to prove it).


I play patty-cake on the reg.  I can climb up a plastic slide faster than you ever will.  I smell like Clorox, play dough, and sunscreen.  Unstoppable? Kind of.


Working with the little munchkins is a ton of fun, but it can get noisy, messy, and sticky really fast.  I have no time to color-categorize pony beads, disinfect Legos, or bedazzle our class sign.  I just dump multicolored glitter on everything and call it a day. #yolo


Just like a class sign that is not made with a ruler, there's something to be said about a recipe with no measurements.  That leads me to the recipe of the day: naan pizza.  Super easy, super savory.  It gives me time to scrub the tie-dye off my hands, and it's always a hit. You're a bacon guy?  Throw that hickory-smoked goodness all up in this pizza.  You're vegan?  Slather this with tofu.  Go nuts with it (meaning you could even add some pine nuts to this).   Or just let it be, and make an easy-peasy Margarita with pesto like I did.  Just toss things on, add a little extra cheese, and add some fresh herbs to be classy.

Dinner = done.
Now I have time to buy more puffy paint at Micheal's. 

With love,
Erica

Ingredients
Naan
Cheese
Basil
Toppings of Choice (pesto, tomatoes, Parmesan, bacon, whatever your heart desires)
Olive Oil






Preheat your broiler.
Heat a glug of olive oil in a frying pan.
Assemble all of your toppings (cheese + everything else) onto the naan.
Grill the pizza in the frying pan over medium-high heat for 5 min
Transfer pizza to the oven and broil until cheese is melty.
Enjoy!


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Comments

  1. Aw how fun! That's so cool that you play with the kiddos at camp for summer!

    And omg yum yum yummyy I love this naan pizza!

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    1. Me too! I've made it countless times since I discovered the recipe :)

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  2. Ahhh how I miss the days of bop-it! Naan is the best too, isn't it? One day, when you're not too busy, this recipe is easy-peasy for making them from scratch http://foodcomablog.com/2012/03/making-naan/ ! :)

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    1. Hahahaha I am still in the days of bop-it thankfully :) Thanks for the link, I will definitely check it out :)

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  3. Ooh--so simple, but SO yummy looking! This is kind of perfect because Erik and I have been craving pizza nonstop, but I don't want to turn on the oven and raise the temperature a billion degrees. I'm going to put this on our list!

    And WHAT who doesn't know what Bop It is?!? Do kids these days not have it?? Oh man. Is that going to be one of those things that dates your age? I feel old.

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    1. Yum! You should definitely make it for him :) No, thankfully, bop-it is still alive and thriving (the kids in my class are almost as obsessed as me), I just included the link for my international readers :)

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  4. I;d love to get the recipe for the naan...

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    1. I've actually made my own naan before, and it's not too difficult! I will put up a recipe soon :)

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  5. Oh it looks really really great, i'm sure i'll try it soon! :)

    http://creme-av.blogspot.com/

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  6. What an awesome recipe! Just throw it all together and it'll taste plain AWESOME. I'm loving your style.
    I've dont Tortilla Pizzas before but have never thought of Naan ones....I reckon you're onto something here :D
    x x x

    {The Lobster & Me}

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  7. Hahaha, thanks for the link, never heard of "Bop-it" before! :)
    And naan pizzas is such an original idea! Love it! I'm also a high school student (looove cooking), I think your blog is totally amazing... awesome photos, recipes, style... Keep up the good work girl, really!! ;)

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