Isabel's pack of friends is coming over tonight for a sleepover and while I'm okay with the pounds and pounds of Starbursts, multiple screenings of Made of Honor and high-pitched shrieks, the ritual pizza part was bumming me out. With the money we spend on even the lousiest delivered pizzas we could buy. . . lobsters, a beef tenderloin, a truffle. I'm estimating it would be $80 including tip to order Domino's, and slightly more if we upgraded to Dario's. And for what, I ask?
Do I want to cook for a bunch of 12-year-old girls jacked up on Gummi Worms? F*** no. But I'm curious to compare the cost of making versus ordering truly pedestrian pizza.
I made a double recipe of the crust from Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day -- a no-knead dough -- and, as you can see above, splurged on the toppings.
Ok, Hormel is gross. But I doubt Domino's is using Fra'Mani. It's not that I don't think kids deserve high-quality food -- I do! -- but if the girlies want greasy pepperoni pizza at their quarterly slumber party, Mom's not gonna stand in their way.
I'll price it out after assessing hassle factor, tastiness, and and popularity.