Saturday, November 7, 2009

Ooooh, ooooh, ooohhhhh!

I think I have a brilliant idea!

I'm certain I have discovered a unique franchising opportunity and I'm willing to let you in on the ground floor.

I am stuck at home for the afternoon babysitting pizza dough.

It's true.

I am now a dough-sitter!

Late, late last night the phone rang and even though the caller ID didn't say "Mesa Police Department" I still suspected the worse. However, it was only our neighbor, in a tizzy, saying "will you be home tomorrow afternoon? Could you babysit my pizza dough?" to which I replied "huh?" to which she replied "well, it will just explode out of the bowl if it is not punched down about every 15 minutes" to which I replied "ummm...sooooo... umm...sure...I think."

She then went on to explain that since they have a gas-fired pizza oven in their kitchen she had planned to make home-made pizzas to impress her daughter's new boyfriends family with. After she extended the invitation she remembered a previous obligation and was now stuck with making pizzas but she needed help with the dough. And, hey, what are good neighbors for anyway! Right? So, of course, I said yes to watching her "exploding" pizza dough.

Mid-afternoon one of her sons brought over the pizza dough. It was in the largest Tupperware bowl with a lid I have ever seen. The son, very seriously, warned me "you have to keep hitting this dough down or it will explode out of the bowl."

And neither one of them lied.

I cannot leave the bowl for more then 10 minutes, because the lid pops off and the dough explodes everywhere. This is some seriously high-maintenance yeast dough.


My husband wanted to go for a ride in the Jeepster but I told him I couldn't go because I am dough-sitting. I am totally taking my responsibilities quite seriously.

He actually looked kind of annoyed with me. Can you believe that?

I was going to suggest we take the bowl of dough with us but I suspect he wouldn't really like the potential of exploding flour and yeast in his old car.

And more importantly, I'm not sure if the bowl would be even safe. There are no seatbelts or airbags in that old car.

So I am tied to the bowl of dough. Watching it. Punching it down.

This is lovely, lovely dough. So beautiful and smooth and elastic and yummy smelling. And I'm not just saying that because I've become attached to it over the last several hours.

And now I'm thinking since I've been kinda/sorta feeling a bit lost for a few years with the whole empty-nest-depression-my-life-has-no-purpose thing, that perhaps this could be my new direction in life.

Because for the moment I feel like I have a purpose.

So I'm seriously considering starting a dough day care. What do you think?

Too much?

Too weird?

Are you interested in a franchise?

Listen...I can't talk anymore about this right now because the dough is feeling neglected so I gotta run.

But, really, think about it!!!!!

Sigh...

11 comments:

Drama Queen said...

I gotta say, I love your sense of humor - it's just like mine. I'm glad you can find humor in babysitting dough!

Now, if you start putting the dough into time out - I'll be worried.

Enjoy the day!

Sherri

Allie said...

Can you get me the recipe ... dad us to bake bread like my grandma, like your grandma .. so fresh a yummy ... do you remember fried bread? Ahhhhhhhhh I need it!

Red Writing said...

Oh my GOSH! You are too much. Its the "YEAST" we can do???? Hysterical.

Renae said...

That is just too funny!! You are so creative! Love it! Long day & tired, but this really perked up the day! Made me laugh! :)

Fairy Footprints said...

Hello thank you so much for visiting me today for Pink Saturday. I loved our visit.

Thank you so much for your kind words.

Have a wonderful Sunday.

Blessings,
Heidi

laterg8r said...

hysterical - i'd like to punch something for a living :D sign me up LOL :D

Fairy Footprints said...

Oh how funny a dough day care, I would love to be in charge of that, I think I would end up baking the dough and eating it though lol.

Have a great Sunday great post it's really cute.

Blessings,
Heidi

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Achei um cocô :-)

Terri and Bob said...

All I can say is... wow, you had an afternoon where you could sit down and punch dough. Actually, so do I. And, for the next few weeks as well!

MaryB. said...

Count me in... I'm in love with the smell of dough! Adore the ad. and I'm so glad no one is at home with me otherwise they would be calling those lovely guys with the white coats. I'm positively screaming here!!! Only you could have this happen.

Pat @ Mille Fiori Favoriti said...

LOL...that's a franchise I'd be an expert at running! I have lots of dough punching experience!

Hope you got a slice of pizza at the end of the day!