Pizza party tonight.

Since taking reign (physically, not occupationally) over Northbrook Farm, Josh and I have been scheming about having a Penthouse pizza night. Last week we realized that it if we waited any longer, the only veggies in season would be rhutabaga and parsnip.
And so, on Monday night we cut out a cardboard pizza, designed invitations and did late-night covert drop offs in the cars of those living here on the farm. Each guest was asked to return their invitation with their favourite topping written on the back. On Thursday I passed my time in trades class making a 6-course pizza menu that included every topping requested (save for the request of our youngest guest, who at the age of 4 could only manage to write his own name as is favourite topping), plus some other seasonal goodies: pepper, fennel, tomato, arugula, onion, pear, apple and eggplant. Tonight, the dream becomes a reality.

Let's get sliced.