Pretty cauliflower makes pretty ok pizza – Romanesco Cauliflower
Hey, you know what’s fun to do if you’re babysitting someone’s kids? It’s kind of a good time to experiment on them.
I was watching two super cute little lab rats … I mean … yeah … this weekend. They were super happy watching Scooby Doo with my younguns, and I was super happy messing about in the kitchen. It was a win win.
A few days before, I had picked up this lovely looking fractal from our neighborhood organic grocer. That’s a math inside joke I guess – the little bits are microcosms of the whole or some such thing. I seem to remember a lecture about that from a science degree I’ve almost entirely forgotten.
At first I thought it was a broccoflower, and since I had never tried one, my weird food antennae perked up. I thought that finding a broccoflower there was odd, though, since making a broccoflower requires a love connection between broccoli and cauliflower, and that didn’t sound very organic to me. The organic lady assured me that no, it was just a different type of cauli. Who knew that they naturally come in orange, purple and green, and that the more colours the better, nutritionally speaking. It figures I’ve been eating the white bread of cauliflower my whole life.
Anyway, back to the cute little guinea pigs. I’d heard from gluten free types that you can make pizza using a cauliflower crust. I was suspicious. Those types often struggle to make food that tastes good, even though they swear it’s identical. You know you’ve had a chewy muffin or two. Yeah. So I figured I’d try it, and if kids couldn’t tell the difference, I’d apologize to any and all gluten frees I’d ever met. Maybe I’d even convert. Chug the gluten free koolaid.
Luckily for my love of wheat, the romanesco cauliflower pizza wasn’t the best thing since sliced bread (its name also does zero for my search engine rankings). It stuck horribly to the foil I cooked it on, even though I oiled it first. As for the taste, my daughter gagged. I was kind of proud, actually – let me know I haven’t been a failure as a mother in my attempts to shove vitamins down her throat previously. She can sniff them out and reject them immediately, no matter how they might be disguised. My other kid house guests showed zero interest in the pizza, even though it looked quite like pizza and was covered in cheese. Maybe I had sabotaged it with the appetizer of chocolate chip cookies. I’m a very good babysitter, BTW.
The romanesco cauli was pretty cool looking, but it tasted pretty much like a normal cauliflower. Use it for other cauli recipes. I like to deflower cauli (ha), toss it with a lot of olive oil, kosher salt, pepper, and a tbsp of curry powder in a bowl, and then roast it on a baking sheet at 400 for about 45 minutes.
Here is the recipe I used in case you want to try it yourself. For what it’s worth, when the adults got home they all ate the pizza and loved it. Here is the recipe I was looking for at Midwesternbite (one of my fav blogs) but couldn’t find at the time I was cooking for some reason. And here are the pics!
Oh yeah, forgot my highly scientific rating system Rating: 1 Yum. It didn’t completely suck, but if I’m going to indulge in a pizza, I might just give Domino’s a call. Which is a lie, because as far as I know, no one around here actually eats Domino’s, but I thought it was an appropriate pizza common ground that any reader might identify with.