I’m on a bit of a clam bender. You see, I’ve been at the cape for a few days for our annual 4th of July pilgrimage and my dad is supremely talented at just innocently and ever-so-legally just stumbling upon clams in the bay across from my family’s house. One night we enjoyed the fruits of his labor tossed with linguine in a lemon garlic sauce with garlic bread, another day, we had bacon-laden clams casino. But, I most enjoy them chilled, freshly shucked, on the half shell and squeezed with a little lemon and Tabasco. Life is hard sometimes, I know.
my dad, stumbling upon clams in the bay
Enter this pizza. Brian and I had to sadly ditch the cape a day earlier than planned due to terrible, irresponsible sunburns. I came home and was really missing my diet of clams that I had become accustomed to. I had a roll of pillsbury pizza crust in the fridge (whole wheat from either trader joe’s or whole foods would have been my first choice, but you make do), some canned clams in the cupboard (blasphemy!), and a few slices of bacon and dinner was born. Made wholly from pantry staples (except for maybe the alfredo sauce, which can easily be made from scratch if you don’t have any bottled), this pizza was totally awesome. I was a little sad when i took my last bite, I’m not gonna lie.