Happy National Pizza Day! It’s not the customary round, skinny kind with the puffy rim because it turns out Palermo peeps do (or used to do?) theirs like focaccia. Love the spongy, creamy crumb (hey semolina!), love the umami-infused, oniony tomato sauce (hey tomato, hey anchovies!), love that it allowed me to dispose of some leftover provolone, and love that I don’t need no tossing talent approximating that of any self-respecting Neapolitan pizzaiolo to pull off this approximation of sfincione. Now, say “pizza!”