My husband Luke has a few things in common with celebrity chef Jamie Oliver. No, Luke doesn't have a cute lisp or a determination to overhaul the Australia primary school canteen menu (although given a few days and a bit of cash, I'm sure he could do it...). Jamie and Luke both, obviously, have a thing for kombis - although we're getting around in a 1976 Kombi Camper while Mr Oliver's choice of VW is a 23 window, ultra rare samba split screen. But the other thing which made me think I was sharing a van with the British cook, was when Luke whipped out the brilliant idea of cooking pizza's for dinner.
Now, I love pizza. Any toppings really. Extra cheese. Bring it on. But let's not forget one small detail. Our current residential address is changing daily and although Luke has made some pretty special modifications to our van (DVD player? Check. TV ariel? Check.), there's really not a lot of room for an oven between the front seats. So I was eager to see how we'd be eating pizza for dinner, without a trip to the local Domino's - which would have been about a two hour drive, considering we were staying at Strahan, a town with a population of just 700 and no Pizza Hut in sight.
But a quick trip to the local IGA, a pack of pita bread, tomato paste, cheese, ham, rocket (Ooo, fancy!) and some capsicum later and our dream pizza dinner seemed a little closer to becoming a reality. Then I watched Jamie Oliver come to life. Pizza's made, Luke cooked the masterpiece in a fry pan on low heat on the gas stove, then to finish off the miracle, he simply placed the entire pan under the grill for about 5 minutes and hey presto! Piping hot pizza, made fresh from inside a kombi! Magnificento!
Yours in the great outdoors,
Odette
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