So my friends and I made this crazy pizza abomination. I didn't know where else to post these pics but stoner's lounge seemed like a good place. What was in this pizza? 1st layer - 1 large pep pizza 2nd layer - 4 mc doubles, 4 jr chickens 3rd layer - 40 mozarella sticks, 15 slices of bacon 4th layer - bag of dorritos, 1 large poutine 5th layer - bag of shredded cheese, 15 slices of bacon, 6th layer - large pep pizza The results:
OH WOW! That looks terrible. Thing is I like every single thing you put on there, I'd probably need a shit ton of herb before I grub on that thing though.
lol yeah I couldn't even finish one slice. I think I ate like half of one... one of my friends ate a whole slice. It was pretty awesome!
I saw the title and th0ught you had actually made a homemade pizza. A couple of friends and I used to do that on a semi-regular basis after getting good and stoned... one of the area markets sold bread dough ready to be popped into a pan and the oven... we'd roll it out and add corn meal... cover an aluminum crisper sheet (covered in little holes) put all manner of topping in- in addition to the usual suspects (pepperoni, hamburg, cheese, tomato sauce) we'd pile on cauliflower, broccoli, bacon, sausage, potatoes, kielbasa, chicken, zucchini, eggplant, and whatever else was left over in the fridge that we deemed suitable. It always came out pretty damned good and needed to be eaten with utensils.., extreme deep dish. Fucking oven was always a mess afterward though.
it's a fact that homemade pizza will always taste better than anything you will ever buy. pizza dough is one of the few recipes i've been able to commit to memory. that and pancake batter.
We should have invited you.... bring yer dough and an extra lung. Our smoke outs were sometimes a bit harsh on the lungs after the brass got good and warm and the big bowl got half burned.
should have, but deep dish makes me sick. if it's not baked on a stone and at at least 500F, then it aint pizza. i'm always down for a stodgy mess of dough and cheese and sauce though, so long as i'm smoking someone elses weed.
Well again, this was knife and fork fare... shallow pan and crust piled high with drippy toppings as evidenced by the oven cleaning I ended up having to do before moving out. Sometimes it was somebody else's weed though if I had some I'd kick in. Big brass smoking device with three large bowls attached- looked like a cross... gained us the unofficial nickname "the clergy" among one group of stoner friends. My friend kept it in his beer cooler and would cap and cool it when it started getting too harsh.