During the Gallery Hop this past weekend, Michael and I attended the Ace Best of Lexington Celebration at John Lackey's Homegrown Press Studio + Gallery. I wanted to take a little nibble to accompany fried banana peppers (from Columbia Steakhouse) that Flo graciously prepared for the event.

Untimely mise en place. Timing is usually my forte. I can rock out a meal for 350 people all the way down to the last sprinkle of parsley or flourish of snipped chives. The day of the Ace Best of Lexington Celebration event, I worked all day and simply ran out of time.
Pizza Dough. Foccacia Dough. They're basically the same, but treated differently. Ultimately, I prefer Anne Burrell's recipe for foccacia bread. She manhandles the dough, roughs it up, and tears it apart throughout the process. Unfortunately, it takes hours to make. Proof the yeast. Make the dough. Knead the dough. Let it rise for an hour. Shape the dough. Let rise for another hour. Nope.
I cheated. Shoot me.
I stopped by a local pizzeria and purchased a pound of lovely pizza dough. It was perfect.
When I got home from work, I oiled a sheet pan before rolling out the dough and pushing it into the corners of the pan. I let the dough relax before roughly dimpling it with my fingertips to create crevices and wells. I adapted and combined several methods for the grape topping. After preheating the oven to 400 degrees, I generously bathed the dough with olive oil, allowing it to fill the dimples with glistening puddles.

I pulled the grape-studded focacia bread from the oven, let it cool, and sprinkled it with additional fresh rosemary.
The grapes exploded into the dough, bleeding their purple juices. The sweetness of the grapes balanced the savory sea salt, garlic, piney rosemary, and candied caramelized onions. Although tasty, I probably needed another pound of dough to create a typical soft and luxurious foccacia bread.
Go figure.
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