Very soon, I’ll be in Naples, eating all the pizza I can possibly hold. Meanwhile, I’m churning out a few homemade pizzas to warm up my pizza-comparison skills. It’s the taste equivalent of listening to your favorite musical group in anticipation of seeing them perform live.
So stay tuned for some pizza neapolitana notes…
Bouillie 
Oh Celeste, don’t leave us hanging! Don’t we get a photo of the finished pizza?!
Sorry, no cooked photos: it was devoured too quickly.