When I first started making pizza I would go down to my local pizza joint and ask to buy some dough. Inevitably I would get some confused looks from the teenage clerk and they’d charge me a few bucks and that was it. Then one day I came across a pizza place that was too snooty to sell me their dough. I argued and cried, but the way they saw it I was depriving them of income by slinging my own pies. I stormed home and to spite them I started experimenting with my own dough. After lots of practice here’s my perfected recipe. Feel free to improvise.
As you can see from the attached picture, it’s a lot of fun to make with the kids.
Unused balls can be placed in individual plastic baggies and frozen for up to six months.
If you don’t have any rye flower, don’t fret. I will sometimes use unbleached flour in a pinch. It’s not as good as the real thing, but it’s not bad.