So, this was dessert. We made a stack of pizzas tonight. This was the last one. I even have the blister on the back of my wrist where I brushed the hot oven wall to prove it. But apple pizza? Thirty years ago in the north end of Halifax, Nova Scotia there was Pizzeria Tomaso with Mr. Tomaso still holding sway before he sold the business to a local family who promised to keep up his standards, brought from Sicily. It was only open Thursdays and Fridays from 4 to 7 pm. He was about 80 and had 15 high school kids working behind him. I remember going in once and among the stacks and stacks of pizzas seeing, among those destined for law firms head offices and nearby neighbourhood families, boxes marked "the Cabinet" meaning the five or six extra larges were destined for the cabinet room of the government of the province. I remember asking for anchovies on my 'za and he came past the clerk taking the order to slap my face saying "You want anchovies? You a good boy." He used to cook pizzas 90% of the way and offer then tax free as "cook at home" pizzas because he was really mad that there was tax on pizzas. The CBC Halifax evening TV news was presented live from his pizzeria counter once a year when Frank Cameron and Doug Saunders hosted the show in the '70s and early 80's. He used to give away wine when you were waiting for your order because he was so mad that he was not allowed to sell it. And they still make an apple pizza.
Beer? Oh, yes. I deglazed the onions with Bogfather. None made the apple 'za.