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I am about to make pizza, for the second time this year, only this time without my trusty kitchen of four + Justin and Joe. So it's just me, some flour, dried yeast, olive oil, tepid water and my tendency to panic. And Matty, who is snoozing in the bedroom. Hm. I think I will focus on the toppings part, which is simpler and less prone to going wrong. I've roasted some eggplant and capsicum, and some tomatoes for the sauce. I think I'll buy some ham and maybe salami or pepperoni and I am quite tempted to get some gorgonzola and whack that and thinly sliced potato on one of them. Plus some fresh rocket and spinach leaves (baby ones). Mmmm. Maybe I will give up my day job and become a pizza creationist minus the panic stations.