If you enjoy smelling like garlic, getting frustrated and making a gigantic mess, then this recipe is for you!
After all is said and done, though, it’s pretty tasty. So bear with me. We’re taking a journey through Pizzaland, but we’re bypassing actual pizza and going all the way to Breadstickland, which extensive cartological surveys have shown is right next to Pizzaland. On the way through Pizzaland, however, we’re going to collect some pizza toppings: tomato sauce, Parmesan cheese, mozzarella cheese and fresh basil, as well as enough garlic to burn your nostrils. (In a pleasant way, of course.) We’ll end up at an exciting culinary destination called Garlic Pizza Twists.
The concept is simple: layer pizza toppings between two rectangles of fresh pizza dough, slice into ribbons, twist, brush with garlic butter and bake. The practice is a little dicier. Here’s why: Pizza dough is not your friend. It does not want to be a rectangle. It would much rather be an amoeba-shaped blob. It also does not want to twist, and it certainly does not want to hold onto any fillings if forced to bend into a twisty shape. The dough actively seeks to thwart you and sends bits of grated cheese and herbs spilling willy-nilly onto the baking sheet. Pizza dough is the sly, aggressive junkyard dog of foodstuffs and it will defy your every command.
I make homemade pizza using a bag of fresh, premade dough about once a week. It is my favorite thing to make. I use my hands to shape the dough into a laughably rough, circlish form, but I do not force it to do anything it really, really does not want to do. In this context, the pizza dough and I are easy companions. I appreciate the pizza dough for its finer qualities: it bakes up perfectly golden and chewy with a crisp bottom 100 percent of the time. I get the sense, though, that I am merely doing its bidding.