Some of you wanted further instructions for how to do the pepperoni rolls. I guess pictures would help. I aim to please.
I tear off a knob of bread, and roll it out flat.
I lay four pepperoni in the center, like so.
I lay four more on top of that, because my kids are rightly fond of pepperoni.
I take a generous handful of mozzarella cheese and lay it on top of the pepperoni, like this. You don't have to be really neat about it, because you'll be folding these up.
I lay four more pepperoni on top of the whole shebang. Did I mention that the kids really, really, like pepperoni?
Then I start folding. I always fold these ends first. It looks neater, and prevents cheese from oozing.
Then I fold the sides, just like this. If you find that you've got dough overlap, you can simply cut off the excess. You can also just fold it back and tuck it under the roll.
Then I pop it in a baking pan that I have have greased and waiting. Looks lonely, doesn't it? That's why you go back and grab another knob of dough from the bread bowl and start the process all over, repeating as necessary until all the bread dough is gone.
You can sprinkle the tops with parmesan cheese if you like, or garlic powder. Let them raise until they are about doubled. Bake them at 350 until they are done, and then pull them out. Just that easy, you are the world's best mom. You can do no wrong, at least while they're still warm from the oven. Mine dip them in spaghetti sauce. Just buy a jar of Prego or Ragu or something. I mean, after all, you've just made homemade pepperoni rolls for them, the ungrateful wretches. Er. The darlings.
You can microwave left overs. I've been making these for my children since they were wee. They are a popular request. They are a celebration food here, and a consolation food here. Why am I making them again, after making them just last weekend? Well. We're celebrating. Cara is being inducted into the honor society. We're driving down to Clarion this weekend to see the ceremony. When it's time to go, I'll leave a little piece of home behind in her dorm fridge. A dozen, actually.
I love my kids.