Pizza

We use caputo flour. But to be honest any flour "00" would do the job. Try to use fresh yeast, polish deli sells it. The recipe for our piZza is (well, this is our secret!)
1lt of water
1.75kg flour
55g salt
0.05 yeast
But the secret is not the recipe, but the rising, which is 24 hrs. Any doubts contact me on pasquale@santamariapizzeria.com

Cheers Pasquale! Very much appreciated... have bought the same flour you use and some live yeast and will give that recipe a try then tweak it slightly to my own tastes... might drop you a mail too, remember I mentioned I fancied trying to set up my own pizza business, van/restaurant?

^^ Pizza is all about Heat.

This should get hippy into pizza:

Serious pizza places have brick ovens fuelled either by wood or, in New York City and New Haven, by coal. Yes, coal - large hunks of shiny, blue, bituminous coal. Authentic Neapolitan pizzas take 80-120 seconds to bake, authentic Neapolitan-American pizzas maybe five minutes. Mine take 14 minutes. It seems obvious that what stands between me and perfect pizza crust is temperature - real pizza ovens are much hotter than anything I can attain in my own kitchen. Lower temperatures dry out the dough before the outside is crisp and the topping has cooked. I have confirmed all this with my new Raynger ST 8. At the reasonably authentic Neapolitan La Pizza Fresca Ristorante on East 20th Street, for example, the floor of its wood-burning brick oven measures 675°F; the back wall (and presumably the ambient air washing over the pizza) pushes 770°, and the domed ceiling 950°. The floor of Lombardi's Neapolitan-American coal oven soars to 850° measured a foot from the inferno, less under the pizza itself. My ST 8 and I have become inseparable.

I have tried a wide variety of measures to reach such breathtaking temperatures. Lay persons may possibly feel that some of these measures are desperate. I own a creaky old restaurant stove with a gas oven that goes up to 500°F, no higher. The hot air is emitted through two vents at the back. What if I blocked the vents with crumpled aluminium foil and kept the hot air from escaping? Would the oven get hotter and hotter and hotter? No, this experiment was a failure. As I could have predicted if I had had my wits about me, the oven's thermostat quickly turned down the flame as soon as the hot air I had trapped threatened to exceed 500°.

How to defeat the thermostat? More than once, I have skilfully taken apart my stove and then needed to pay the extortionate fees of a restaurant-stove-reassembly company. This time, I had a better idea. At the back of the oven you can see the heat sensor, a slender rod spanning the opening to the exhaust vents. How, I wondered, could I keep this bar artificially cold while the stove tried harder and harder to bring up the temperature and in the process exceed its intended 500û limit? I folded together many layers of wet paper towels, put them in the freezer until they had frozen solid, draped them over the temperature sensor with the oven set to high, shovelled in an unbaked pizza, and stood back.

The results were brilliant, especially in concept. My oven, believing incorrectly that its temperature was near the freezing point, went full blast until thick waves of smoke billowed from every crack, vent and pore, filling the house with the palpable signs of scientific progress. Yes, the experiment had to be cut short, but it had lasted longer than the Wright brothers' first flight. Inside the oven was a blackened disc of dough pocked with puddles of flaming cheese. I had succeeded beyond all expectations.

Not long afterward, I slid a raw pizza into a friend's electric oven, switched on the self-cleaning cycle, locked the door, and watched with satisfaction as the temperature soared to 800°. Then, at the crucial moment, to defeat the safety latch and retrieve my perfectly baked pizza, I pulled out the plug and, protecting my arm with a wet bath towel, tugged on the door. Somehow, this stratagem failed, and by the time we had got the door open again half an hour later, the pizza had completely disappeared, and the oven was unaccountably lined with a thick layer of ash. I feel that I am on to something here, though, as with the controlled use of hydrogen fusion, the solution may remain elusive for many years.

Then came the breakthrough. The scene was the deck of my southern California house. The occasion was the maiden voyage of my hulking, rectangular, black-steel barbecue, which has an extravagant grilling area measuring 18x30in. I had built my inaugural fire, using hardwood charcoal and wood chunks; hours later, a thick steak would go on the grill, but for now I was just playing. At some point, I closed the hood and watched the built-in thermometer, as the temperature climbed to 550°F. And then it struck me. Why not double the fuel, the wood and the charcoal? Why not 650°? Why not 750°? Why not pizza?

I dashed into the kitchen and prepared my excellent recipe for pizza dough. It must be understood that this was not to be the popular grilled pizza introduced by Johanne Killeen and George Germon at their Al Forno restaurant in Providence, Rhode Island, in which the dough is placed directly over the fire. My barbecue grill was to be used only for its ability to generate great amounts of heat. As the pizza dough was completing its mandatory three-hour rise and one hour's refrigeration, just as the sun was setting, I built a massive fire using 18lb of hardwood charcoal, two bulging bags that filled the firebox to overflowing. In 45 minutes, when the grey ash had covered the charcoal, I lowered the hood and watched the thermometer climb to 600ûF - and go no further! Where had I gone wrong? I opened all the air vents and the large front door that lets you add fuel and remove ashes. Huge volumes of oxygen flowed in, and bingo! The needle climbed past the 700ûF red line and into uncharted territory. Using oven mitts, I fitted a thick round baking stone onto the grill, waited for advice from my ST 8, slid a raw pizza onto the stone and lowered the hood.

This is when I learnt that a pizza stone can get much hotter than the air around it if you put it directly over fire, causing the bottom of the pizza to burn to a crisp before the top is done. I also learnt that when your ST 8 non-contact thermometer tells you that the barbecue grill has reached 900°F, the electrical cord of the rotisserie motor you slothfully left attached to the bracket on one side will melt like a milk-chocolate bar in your jeans pocket, or, like the plastic all-weather barbecue cover you just as carelessly left draped over the shelf below the grill.

These were mere details, for victory was mine. And it can be yours as well. If you scrape the fiery coals to either side of the baking stone, taking care not to singe your eyebrows again, you can reduce the stone's temperature to the ideal 650û while keeping the air temperature directly over the pizza near the perfect 750û or even higher. Use all the hardwood charcoal you can carry, and between pizzas, add more to maintain the heat. Just before you slide the pizza onto the stone, throw some wood chips or chunks onto the coals to produce the aromatic smoke of a wood-burning oven near the Bay of Naples. And in the light of day, feel no regrets that you have burnt the paint off the sides of your barbecue and voided the manufacturer's limited warranty.

This remains my favourite and best way of making pizza. Although the procedure is tricky, three out of four of the pizzas that emerge from my barbecue are pretty wonderful - crisp on the bottom and around the very puffy rim, chewy in the centre, artfully charred here and there, tasting of wood smoke.

Very little time had passed, however, before I became discontented once again. How could I complacently feast while others went without? Very few American families possess my monstrous barbecue. How could I bring my pizza breakthrough to the average American home?

It was time to exhume my Weber Kettle, which, without a moment's hesitation or research, I knew to be the most popular charcoal grill in the country. As I had long ago discovered that the Weber Kettle (which lacks a mechanism for raising and lowering the fuel or the grill, admits only a trickle of oxygen when the cover is closed, et cetera, et cetera) is of extremely limited use for cooking, I had exiled it to the garage, where it held two 50lb bags of French bread flour, the gems of my collection, off the moist concrete floor.

I filled the Weber to the brim with hardwood charcoal, let the fire go for half an hour, plopped on the baking stone and put on the cover. The internal temperature barely reached 450°, and the baking stone even less. I dumped 10lb of additional charcoal into the centre, fired it, produced a conflagration measuring 625û, with the stone at an even higher temperature, and in no time at all had achieved a pizza completely incinerated on the bottom and barely done on top. Despite the vast amounts of ingenuity that I brought to bear in half a day of exhaustive tests, I simply could not get the Weber Kettle to heat the air above the baking stone to anywhere near the desired heat. The Weber is simply not wide enough for enough of the heat to flow up around the baking stone and over the top of the pizza. Once again, the Weber proved itself incapable of producing gastronomic treasures. Back into the garage it went.

By all means, experiment with your own charcoal grill. You will not regret the hours and days spent on backyard exploration. And to forestall the obloquy to which you may be subjected if the results are not good enough to eat, remember to make a double dose of dough and to preheat the oven in your kitchen as a back-up. Indoor pizzas can still be awfully good.

© Jeffrey Steingarten

How long does live yeast last for?

^^ That's why my pizza is an AngryPizza™ - leave a cast iron griddle in an oven set on maximum fora good 30+ minutes, and leave a grill on full for a good 20 minutes.

Then it's a race to get the pizza built on the griddle, and under the grill before it cools, aiming for the whole thing to be cooked in 5 minutes.

The rage kicks in when your self-dried tomatoes, homemade passata, 24 / 48 hour fermented & proven dough (with black treacle, for extra nom), and fresh-as-you-like mozarella and basil all slides onto the floor.

Meanwhile, the griddle sticks itself to the palm of your hand, because you forgot to use a fucking towel or oven glove.

I should probably invest in a peel.

But when it works, it's worth it.

^^ Interesting writeup. I have thought for years about building a wood-fired oven in the garden, but have been unable so far to pull the trigger.

Awesome witeup.

I did make pizza several times in a wood-fired oven in somebodies garden; alas it's so big you could fit two sheep in it (the oven, not the garden).
I timbered a nice wooden door for the thing to keep the heat in, but that lasted like half an hour. We now use a stone.

Made the best Pizzas ever (by myself) with the advice from Metrocammel and the ingredients I bought from the Italian place...
Here a roast veg and pesto one:

That looks really really good!

Thank you very much! Very flattered by such kind words from an expert as yourself...
Next on the agenda...
http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Rice-horse-trailer-horsebox-/171191493001?pt=UK_BOI_FarmingEquipment_RL&hash=item27dbcee189

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http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Traditional-Wood-Burning-Outdoor-Pizza-Oven-VITCAS-/220752446496?pt=UK_Home_Garden_BBQ_s_Accessories_LE&hash=item3365df0420

My quest for the perfect pizza continues...
Bases perfected, live yeast, 24 hour proving, secret ingredient, made crispy on the outside yet still chewy perfection.
Next up, sourcing decent mozzarella... not keen on spending 5 quid on a ball. Obv the Supermarkets are crap, my local Turkish is ok.. but where is the beautiful creamy white mozzarella?

Last nights... Caramelised red onions, walnuts and blue cheese...

Nice washing machine. Pizza looks good too.

Ha, thanks, the washing machine isnt great actually! Had it a few months and it's already playing up! Pizza on the other hand...

I get buffalo mozzarella from Costco. It's decent enough and four 125g balls for 5 quid. This stuff

http://www.salvo1968.co.uk/retail/food/cheeses/mozzarella/cilento-buffalo-mozzarella-4-x-125g-balls-x-500g-tub.html

I appreciate it takes a car to get there so not an option for everyone. I go there rarely but when I do I stock up.

Do you keep a levain from the dough for the next batch?

Not even sure what levain is? Is it a trick i'm missing?!? Where is Costco? Looks pretty legit stuff.

I hold back 200g dough from the batch, and put it in the refrigerator to add into the next batch. Then cut 200g from that to keep to next time, cut and save 200g, repeat infinitum. Store it in a kilner jar. The dough develops acids over time, and the levain carries it into the next batch, I believe. I may be making this up, but I am sure if you Google levain you can learn all about the science.

Costco is out by Ikea in Dartford. Not everybody is eligible to shop there (no idea why) but again Google is your friend here to find out if you can. The buffalo mozzarella is a deal at 1.25 each. the same price as those crap balls in my local co-op.

Cheers for the info dude!

No problem. PM me your secret ingredient (if you want). Am intrigued.

costco have an online site too which is £25 a year for an online membership with none of the requirements of in-store membership.

Go see fixed cheese ;)

Why are guys not into sour dough bases?

The levain I use every week is a sour starter that mixes with the fresh dough.

Just had some of my flatmate's cold leftover tandoori chicken domino's.... Couldn't resist. It was both filthy and incredible all at once

Don't ever post here again. Please.

I know it was wrong. I woke in a cold sweat having flashbacks

Used to be a curry pizza place in Bristol that was amazing. I had about three a week. Student metabolism magic. I actually dreamed about it last night. This was ~4 years ago and I haven't been able to find any information on it since, I think once I stopped buying all my pizza there it sank without trace.