First off, they want 12 large pizzas. One cheese, one Hawaiian-extra pineapple, two pepperoni and black olives, two meat lovers…Seriously? Nobody’s writing this down? Seriously? One triple-shot, half-caf vanilla latte, tall. Three of the latest copies of the Hall & Oates CD. I know, right? Exciting stuff. I didn’t know they were coming out with a new one either. Um, we’re gonna need some steaks. Steaks and a grill, they’re tryin’ to tailgate. OK, they need your overalls, I don’t know why. They need some Kibbles and Bits. We need an Etch-A-Sketch. Somebody in there likes to squiggle, ok? Possibly we need some stuffed bears. Are we good? Let’s go, people!
Hardison, Leverage, 1x05 “The Bank Shot Job” (2008)
Italian seasoning, salt, pepper, red pepper flakes
Marinara sauce (I made my own)
Unbleached or regular flour for work area (so dough doesn’t stick)
Fresh mozzarella (blocked), cut into chunks for crust
Lots of fresh grated mozzarella cheese
Pizza dough - my recipe can be found here (x) but if you like pre-made, I recommend Trader Joe’s brand.
Toppings of your choice (I used green peppers, turkey pepperoni, cheese, and fresh Roma tomatoes)
1 tbsp olive oil
Let your pizza dough come to room temperature!
Preheat your oven to 425 degrees
Make your pizza sauce by browning your ground turkey. Add in your onion, garlic, and seasonings. Mix in your marinara and cook for about 2 minutes or until your sauce is thick.
While your sauce is cooling, prepare your pizza dough
Oil the bottom of your cast iron skillet with a tbsp of olive oil
On a well floured surface, roll out your pizza dough until it is about 12 inches in diameter and equal thickness
Roll your pizza dough over the cast iron skillet and press it down so the bottom crust is flat
While the remainder of the pizza is hanging over the sides add in your mozzarella and roll the crust over the cheese to create a stuffed crust
In order to create a deep dish style pizza, you cannot have the pizza on the bottom. If you are using pepperoni or any other meat, it should be your first layer, followed by veggies, cheese, sauce, cheese (if you want more), tomatoes sprinkled with pepper and Italian seasoning.
Before placing the skillet in the oven, place it on the stove top over high heat so that the bottom can heat and begin to cook the crust. Do this for less than 2 minutes.
Bake the pizza in the oven for about 20-25 minutes or until the crust is golden brown
OPTIONAL - melt some butter and grated garlic together in the microwave for 30 seconds to brush on top of the crust once the pizza comes out of the oven
Important - let the pizza cool for at least 10-15 minutes or else your pizza will collapse and the toppings will run when you cut it.
Thank you @auxiliary-love, you guys are doing a great job sending me
requests that you know I’ll wanna do!
40. spend a day in bed
Cartman was the first to wake up,
turning slightly as he rubbed his eyes. The morning light was shedding through
his bedroom curtains, and the eighteen year old grumbled to himself, typically not the type to be an early riser.
He scratched at a swollen area on his neck,
turning to find somebody else bundled up in blue bedsheets, with red curls
popping out ever so mischievously. He smiled, even though he knew he’d go the
bathroom and see all of the bitten marks on his neck and chest and chastise his
boyfriend later. For now, he didn’t care, taking the chance to lean over and
pull down the sheets near Kyle’s face to see what he looked like
sleeping. It wasn’t like the brunette needed newly found knowledge, he already
had the blueprints of his lover’s face burned into his brain, the angles and
structures as memorable now as they were when they were younger. He was so
tempted to run a finger down his cheek, to press it against those parted lips.
But instead, he gave in to his stomach growling, getting out of bed and
spending a good two minutes finding where his boxers were, before heading into
the kitchen to make breakfast.
Kyle woke up with an itch on his
back and a soreness in his legs. He moaned, leaning up in bed and seeing the
empty spot next to him, needlessly starting to worry. He hated himself for
asking himself if it was him all the time, if he had the ability to make
someone just leave and not come back, but before he called out for his
boyfriend’s name, he saw the bedroom door open, a handsome man in teddy bear
boxers with two plates of pancakes and fruit.
“Took you long enough.” Cartman
commented, in the way that made Kyle want to forget about the food and take off
those boxers for a different kind of nutrition.
Kyle continued flipping through the
channels on the television while Cartman had his arms wrapped around his chest,
pulling him into his lap. There was nothing on, and even though Cartman bugged
him to just stop trying, Kyle just wanted to pick something, anything.
Eventually, they were in luck as Pulp Fiction
came across the catalogue.
“Finally,” Kyle commented, picking
it without Cartman’s opinion, but they both liked this movie so there were no
complaints. He sighed, leaning back and feeling Cartman place his chin on top
of his head.
“And it took you thirty minutes to
find something to watch because…?”
“Because you know I’m picky about
what I watch.” Kyle retorted. “You don’t even care, you just stick with
“That’s only slightly true.” Cartman said, smelling cinnamon from Kyle’s hair,
recognizing it from the shampoo that his mother would usually use but finding
it way better on him. “I just prefer to have action going on.”
“Mhm, which is why Legally Blonde
is one of your all-time favorite movies.”
“I have no idea what you’re even
trying to argue with that, Legally Blonde is fucking amazing.”
Kyle laughed, the same laugh that
made Cartman’s heart drop every time, and that tempted the brunette to just
walk out because he witnessed everything pleasant that life had to offer.
“You smell like pancakes.” Kyle
whispered, giggling as Cartman made his way down, sneaking pecks along his
“Do you like it?” Cartman asked
“Mm, I’d rather taste it though.” Kyle
replied before turning his body back and climbing to take kisses of his own.
Cartman cursed for the millionth
time as Kyle won another deathmatch. Kyle raised his Xbox controller like some
kind of teasing tactic, and Cartman narrowed his eyes.
“How the fuck do you not lose?”
“Cartman, you can the one out of
the two of us that is better at cooking. Won’t you let me keep some thing for
“No. That’s the fucking point of our relationship, for me to still
be the one on top, only in more intimate ways.’ Cartman reset the game, and the
two started a new match. Of course, Kyle went to his favorite spot in the level
to use his sniper rifle and Cartman was killed in the first five seconds.
“This game is rigged, you are able
to run to that spot as soon as you spawn before I can run to you!”
“Looks like you’ll have to find a
new strategy, babe.” Kyle grinned.
“Or it means we’ll have to swap
Call of Duty with Mortal Kombat, and trust me, you will not want to do that.”
Kyle held the phone to his ear,
biting his lower lip, hoping the Pizza Hut employee couldn’t hear the sounds he
made from the other side.
“Is this going to be for delivery
“Delivery, please.” Kyle glared
down as Cartman started playing with the redhead’s erection through his
underwear. He pressed his palm down on the sensitive organ, and Kyle moaned
“What can I get you?”
“Uh, ca-can I get two larges
pizzas, pepperoni and cheese…”
“We should probably make it meat
lover’s” Cartman growled, curling his hand into a fist, pumping, as Kyle
“Anything else?” The employee
asked, with a tone that seemed suspicious but not surprised.
“A 2-Liter of Dr.Pepp- Christ, Cartman not so hard!”
Cartman grinned from ear to ear as
Kyle stammered on the phone.
“…alright, I’ll get those started
and it should be there in forty-five minu-“
“Yeah, yeah, thanks, bye!” Kyle
threw his cell phone to the other side of the room before not censoring anything
coming out of his mouth until the food came.
sex at least three times today already, Cartman. Why don’t you go ahead and
work on your part of our government project?”
leaned back and flipped his textbook open, hating himself for waiting this long
to get it started but not really caring as much since it was only the first
draft needing to be done by the morning, and he considered himself the master
of bullshitting. Cartman was laying on the front side of the bed, flipping
through musicals on his Netflix account.
already did the hard part, collecting all of the research.”
does that have anything to do with your part of the essay?” Kyle sighed,
running a hand through his hair. He’d be lucky if either of them actually got
some sleep between finishing one of their final projects of the year, and doing
other stuff, of course.
worry babe, I’ll take care of it in a few minutes.” Carmtan says, as he clicks
on Mamma Mia!
the longer it takes for me to get this done, the longer it will take to fix
your little problem, won’t it?” Kyle asked, and Cartman turned back to face
him, eyeing his body lustfully.
mean, a little work now wouldn’t hurt, I guess.”
stretched out within Cartman’s hold, both of them worn out from another round
of sex, and from their seconds of whatever Pizza Hut was leftover.
like we didn’t really get much done today.” Kyle yawned, pressing his face
against Cartman’s neck. The other boy chuckled.
is Sunday, Kyle. You know, the day where people really don’t do anything for
know, but still, it just went by so quickly.”
guess it’s just because I spend the day with you that I don’t really care about
what to do during the day, as long as it’s between you and me.” Cartman
acknowledged. Kyle was about to comment about how weird it was for him to say
that, but the other boy dug his face into his back and just started kissing it
instead. Kyle shook his head and squeezed one of the hands on his hips.