Homemade Hot Pockets

The little man and I had a hankering for pizza last night.  But of course, I just couldn't do regular pizza.  My first thought were calzones, but they are huge, and with a two year old you need something smaller, that can be held.

Enter in my own homemade version of the store-bought Hot Pockets.  Gosh, I remember eating a TON of Hot Pockets back in the day.  Why did I think those were so good?  Ugh.  I do my best to avoid them today.

I used my classic pizza dough recipe, that you can find here.  So simple, stir up flour, salt, yeast and water and let rise.  Pretty much how ever long you have time for.  I think this dough sat out covered for about 2 hours yesterday before the kids were screaming, asking for food.

I pre-assembled all of them and let them set on wax paper while my pizza stone got hot in the oven.  Usually a good 10-15 minutes in the oven at 450 degrees will do it.  Be sure to crimp the edges with a fork so all your stuffings and cheeses don't ooze out (mine kind of did anyway), lay them on the hot stone, brush with olive oil, sprinkle with Parmesan cheese, salt and Italian seasoning and bake an additional 15 minutes or so, until golden brown.

Perfect.

And of course serve with a side of dipping sauce.  Because every kid will eat a lot better with dipping sauce.

These were so good!  And according to the husband pretty darn good heated up the next morning at 7:30 a.m. when we came home from work.

Can you eat pizza in the morning?

I had another wedding this weekend.  Gosh, I thought once you hit 30 your weddings started to fizzle out, but this year I've had two so far, with another one in August.  Here are a couple of the girls I used to work with.  We always have fun together, and of course wine, beer and excellent food just helps out the cause.



And the cake.  The girl in the middle, along with her mom, have a cake and cupcake business on the side.  They made the cake for the wedding and it was not only beautiful, but delicious.  I had two pieces.

I pick out the best friends.  Ones that know how to bake.

Please don't notice how I am one WHOLE head taller than both of these girls.

Over and out.