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Stop me if you have heard this one before. Hawaiian pizza is the best pizza. Either you are nodding your head in agreement right now or seething with fury. Am I right? Now listen, those people, those die hard pineapple defenders are absolute, one hundred percent wrong. Ok, now don’t you leave me head nodders; hear me out. What I am about to say will change your life. Cavoletti pizza is the game-changer. It’s the type of warm hug your body needs on a rainy day; It's the salty, crispy crust you deserve after a day’s swim in the lake. It's ooey; it's gooey, its cavoletti baby.

Now for the ingredients, homemade crust rolled on the slightly thinner side. Boom, you got your plate. Because if I have not mentioned it before, you will not want to share. Spouses beware. Next stop, toppings; this is a white pizza, so if you are already holding that jar of marinara or that sweet homemade pizza sauce you have painstakingly simmered over the hot stove in the sweltering heat, PUT IT DOWN. That was your first mistake, it's ok, but don’t let that happen again. Where was I? Oh yes, toppings. Crisped-up prosciutto pieces, salty bits from heaven that can give bacon a run for its money; go on, debate me. Then a few rough chopped dates, which are completely necessary for the sweet balance of flavour. Shredded brussels sprouts, and don’t you dare comment on how you don’t like them. Number one, they are delicious so you must not be cooking them correctly. Number two, shaved equals yummy. Am I right husbands? Add some walnuts for a crunch and you are off to the races.

It’s now Cheese time. The best time. The thing you wished would be whispered in your ear like sweet nothings after a hard day of sunbathing. Who doesn’t love a good charcuterie board? Perfect right? Now let’s elevate. Gorgonzola and blue cheese are what you need. And now we have reached confession time. I hate blue cheese. I hate it with every fibre of my being. You put in on my food and I’m running away screaming. Most people think it’s a perfect addition to fondue, not me; it’s a fon-don’t. However, take it from me, your guardian pizza angel, Do it. Imagine it’s your favourite person in the whole world who you haven’t seen in years and all you want to do is to hug them and hug them. That’s what needs to go down with this cheese. Each pinch that you place on your culinary masterpiece is a hug, so when you think you have had enough, add one or two more hugs. You will thank me.

Finally, for the pies de résistance, drizzled honey. I am thirty-four years old and I will admit, I did not eat honey until about twelve years ago. I was traumatised as a kid when my sister told me it was what happened when bees got sick; it’s not. Honey has been a staple in 80% of our home cooking since then.

Now pop that bad boy into the oven or BBQ; extra points if you put it on a pizza stone. Extra, extra points if you have a wood fire grill in your backyard. And on that note, if you do have a wood fire pizza oven, what are you doing with your life? You are a pizza connoisseur but never made cavoletti pizza? I do not understand you and also, you’re welcome.

Pizza is the perfect summer food. It pairs well with sunshine and laughter. Cook it outside. Make it for your family; make it for friends who have become family; make it for yourself. Just make it.