My kids and I love pizza. When we were back in the States it wasn’t unusual to order a couple of cheese pizzas every week. It was lovely not to have to cook, and to actually have someone bring something hot and gooey and cheesy right to our front door.
Alas, fast forward 5+ years, and pizza delivery is no more.
So, in the interest of gastric satisfaction, I had no choice but to learn to make pizza myself. It has been a lot of trial and error, because while you can get the mozzarella cheese here (at the whopping price of GHC 7 or about $7 for a less than ½ lb. wedge), the sauce has either got to be homemade or a little jar of Ragu sauce (equivalent $3.50) from the local (rip-off) supermarket, Evergreen. Generally, its cheaper for me to make homemade sauce, fresh tomatoes being relatively inexpensive, but some days I just don't have hours to spare and when its like that, I fork over the GHC 3.50 and suppress the guilt over the astronomical expense.
But, as every pizza connoisseur knows, it’s the crust that makes or breaks a pizza. No, we don’t have Boboli here, or any of these ready-made pizza kits that you can buy during fund raisers (what I wouldn’t give for the convenience of one of those, though). You can buy some kind of doughy thing that is supposed to turn into a pizza crust, but in my experience (and my oven), it hasn’t yet become something edible.
So, off I went to the world of recipes in search of a good one for pizza dough. And where should I find one, but in this odd little recipe book from the
Just wait till I open up my own restaurant here, starring homemade pizza! I’ll have ‘em (the obronis, that is) beating down my door. In the meantime – for those of you in
Wonderful! I have been craving good pizza. When can I come? Actually we should find time to meet in C8 soon!
ReplyDeleteI sympathize, having made pizza at home in Kumasi during the mid to late 1980s, when there was no cheese, apart from some processed stuff in cans. At one point I even used the small fish locally called "Keta school boys" as a topping.
ReplyDeleteYou're amazing. Your pizza sounds wonderful, under the circumstances.
ReplyDeleteI understand deprivation like that - not quite to your degree. My family & I lived in Kenya for 5 years.
I never fully understood why Abass eats half the pie himself. Now, I get it. He never had the real stuff til he got here. He loves pizza and he orders a burger and a milkshake every time we go out. He's a cheap date!
ReplyDeletePizza sounds great! Wish I had the patience to knead dough!!! But Barb - please tell me you know of, and have eaten at Mama Mia in Accra. It is an ONLY pizza restaurant. It's authentic! Owned by a (half at least) Italian guy. Also, Frankies does great pizza. I guess these Osu places are a bit far for you?
ReplyDeleteBy the way, you've not been blogging for a while again - we've missed u! :)
You might try the pizza at the Coco Beach Resort in Teshie Nungua. Of course you may want to avoid the (mystery) meat variety, but the margarita type is really tasty. Cooked outdoors in an authentic looking wood fire pizza oven. All this AND American pricing. About 11-14 GHC depending on size. We always save this treat for a Sunday when you can go and enjoy live music for free. Other times the pool is really nice too but Sundays are always crowded.
ReplyDeleteBut then again looks like you may have it covered at home...
My experience with Frankies has always been costly, tasteless (bland for the obruni palette no doubt)and slooooowww after driving around Osu for 30 minutes trying to snag a place to park.
Thank you for your many wonderful contributions to life in Ghana. This one just happens to tickle my fancy a bit more... to the point of motivating me enough to comment. Well done, well done, well done. When can we actually come over? I am simultaneously going through this with you... the house thing, and the pizza. Can't want to taste.
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