Eight Pies

For Father's Day I made eight pizzas. We were going to go out to eat, but I had the new KitchenAid and I was on a mission...

Plus, at least me and Corinna vastly prefer entertaining at home to going out to a restaurant. I don't hate restaurants, but bang for the buck, home cooking is where it's at.

It gives me a chance to do my bacon-fig-gorgonzola missionary work, too.

I didn't get much photography done during the cooking phase, actually. Though my camera took a pretty good dusting of flour from what I could tell later.

I just had to hope that the dust on the outside didn't translate to dust inside the camera.