Guys, I made it out just in time.
Just this past Friday, the New York Times declared courtship to be dead. Murdered, in fact, by the rise of social media, the unfortunately venerated text message, and *ugh* “hanging out”. I mean, why commit to dinner and a movie when you can text a girl at the last minute to meet you (and your friends) for a drink that maybe hopefully will turn into tequila shots and casual sex. A boy can dream, right?
Cue post traumatic dating disorder panic attack. Now.
Really, I’m getting stressed out just remembering.
And don’t even try to tell me that the girls want it this way too.
Maybe that’s what they say to the boys because they think that if they hang in there long enough and pretend they’re SoOoOoOoO into it the casual sex will turn into relationship sex, and a night at a bar (where they paid for their own drinks, mind you) will turn into dinner at a mediocre restaurant that maybe the guy will at least pay for half of. Yup, this is apparently what we aspire to ladies.
But no matter how much a girl tries to pretend that she’s the totally cool, not needy woman of every guy’s dream…she totally wants the guy to call her on the phone just to say hi and ask how her day was. And vomits a little every time he texts her at 11:45pm saying, “hey, is anything fun going on tonight?”. Which is really code for, “hey, maybe we can do something fun in.your.bed tonight”. Gross.
So, yeah. This really bothers me, obviously.
Maybe because I was that girl who was caught up in that dating game. Maybe because even though I am strong and smart and have so many things going for me, I was too afraid of being turned down to stand up for what I deserved. And it bothers me. A lot.
Why, as women, are we programmed to do this? Why don’t we ever feel like we are entitled to ask for more?
I got lucky and against all odds met someone on a dating website who actually wanted to date me. Like, real dates. At restaurants. Someone who, after two and a half months of dating, when I informed him that I was allergic to late-night text messages and so he had to call me every night at a reasonable hour…agreed. Someone who brought up the idea of us being monogamous first. Without even the least bit of prodding from me.
But I can tell you from MUCH experience that he is a rare breed. And my point in all of this is, we deserve more. And we shouldn’t be afraid to ask for it.
This Eat.Live.Be. message has been brought to you today by Stonefire Naan who showed me that I deserve more out of my quick-and-dirty pizza crusts. And that their flatbreads were willing to give it to me.
I know lots of people love pitas or tortillas as ready-made crusts but, I’ll be honest…after a few minutes in the oven these have the texture and flavor of cardboard. Seriously not appealing. So for the longest time, when I had a craving for pizza I just sucked it up and made my own dough. Which is awesome when you have the time to let it rise, but when you don’t….well, it’s not pretty.
Enter the flatbreads from Stonefire Naan which are the solution to all of my spur-of-the-moment pizza craving problems. Once heated, they end up with a crusty bottom topped with a layer of fluffy dough. And the flavor is spot-on addictive. Easy peasy pizza perfection.
I topped my pizza with a layer of creamy delicious ricotta and broccoli rabe that had been sauteed with olive oil, garlic, and a pinch of red pepper flakes. This is what “settling” absolutely does not look like, I’ll tell you that much. Rather, it was pretty much exactly what I wanted. And what more could a girl ask for?
Disclaimer: I was sent Stonefire Naan flatbreads for free, however my thoughts and opinions on how delicious they are, are all my own. They have a lot of fun events and promotions going on on their facebook page so be sure to check it out!
Flatbread Pizza with Broccoli Rabe and Ricotta
Makes 3 flatbread pizzas, adapted from My Pizza
- 1 bunch broccoli rabe
- fine sea salt
- 1 1/2 tbsp olive oil
- 2 large garlic cloves, sliced 1/8-inch thick
- red pepper flakes
- 3 flatbreads
- 3/4 cup part-skim ricotta
- coarsely ground black pepper
- Preheat oven to 400.
- Trim and discard any discolored or wilted leaves and trim tough stems from the broccoli rabe and rinse it. Cut into 2-inch pieces.
- Bring a medium saucepan of salted water to a boil. Meanwhile, fill a medium bowl with ice and cold water and have it waiting on a work surface. Blanch the broccoli rabe in the boiling water for about 20 seconds, until bright green. Transfer it immediately to the ice bath to halt the cooking. Drain, pat it dry, and set aside.
- Heat 1 tbsp of the oil in a saucepan. Add the sliced garlic and a pinch of chili flakes and cook for 30 seconds. Add the broccoli rabe to the pan. Cook, shaking the pan continuously for about a minute. Season to taste with salt and pepper.
- Spread 1/4 cup ricotta over each of the flatbreads. Top each with 1/3 of the broccoli rabe. Place on a silpat or parchment-lined baking sheet. Bake for 10 minutes or until flatbread is starting to crisp up.