Sometimes I dream of nothing more than a good pizza. Outside of Italy this usually remains a dream, because I simply do not have the time to prepare the dough and so on.
And, as a native Italian, I detest frozen pizza.
And all this dilemma was so simply solved by the brilliant idea of my mum - she is really the best!
So this is how it works.
Take Arabic flat bread from your local turkish/arabic/ or whatsoever store.
My mum is fantastic, right?