Wait—don’t run away.
I promise this isn’t as strange as it sounds. Yes, I put lemons on pizza. Yes, I serve you a pizza with lemon slices. Before you dismiss it, hear me out: this is bright, balanced, and unexpectedly delicious.
Full disclosure: I placed lemons on your pizza on a Monday in January—the cruel, gray stretch after the holidays when I desperately needed something fresh. I’d been living on mall hot dogs, late-night movies and emotional snacking (half a bag of Popchips, anyone?). But then I found Meyer lemons, and everything changed.
I can’t take full credit for the idea. I first tasted a pizza like this months ago in Carmel, at a place where almost everyone else ordered the Meyer lemon pizza. I chickened out and chose fig and bacon, then spent the meal stealing bites of my friends’ citrus-topped pies. Since then I’d been waiting to recreate it at home. Luckily, those Meyer lemons finally showed up in my market and brightened an otherwise bleak weekend.
