Let it show for the record that I in no way hold Chebe Gluten Free Bread responsible for the debacle I have created in my oven.
Let me set the scenario for you all… Hubby has just walked in the door at 6:30 p.m. from usual gridlock commute from hell. He’s hungry. He does not want another Hot Pocket for dinner. Crap. Thing 1 and Thing 2 are eating an oh-so-nutritious dinner of bow tie pasta, butter, and Parmesan cheese. Oh, and Kixx cereal. Finally, at 7:15 p.m. I decide to cook something for myself. I’ve been reading blog posts about good results with Chebe pizza crusts and decided to give it a whirl.
This is where it all began to fall apart.
The kids were completely off their rockers tonight and the screeching was beginning to pierce my (tiny) brain. I think I must have read just part of the directions on the back of the package in between getting milk cups, a napkin, and a pickle (in no apparent order) for my family.
So I mixed up the ingredients for the pizza crust and happened to see that you can make calzones from this dough!! I used to love, love, love calzones, so I decided to make one for dinner. It was only AFTER I put the calzone in the oven that I took the time to read ALL of the directions. Apparently, I was supposed to separate the dough into four equal parts and make four calzones.
Um, I made one gigantoid calzone. It was ugly and pretty much exploded in my oven.
I just had to take a picture to share because this, my friends, is the ugliest meal I’ve ever made. What a train wreck…
On a positive note, the calzone was edible! Albeit a bit chewy since the crust was like 12 inches thick, but after I sawed through it with my steak knife, it filled my tummy just fine.
Go ahead, laugh…you so know you want to!