It was the rugged year of 1879 when on the winding Chisholm Trail, a man by the name of Roy… known as “Rowdy Roy” by those who knew him due to his boisterous antics, embarked on an unforgettable culinary adventure.
Rowdy Roy was not your typical frontiersman; he was known for his boisterous laugh, adventurous spirit, and an insatiable appetite for a good meal. One fateful day, deep in the heart of the untamed Wild West, Rowdy Roy stumbled upon a campfire gathering of fellow travelers.
As the campfire crackled and the stars above flickered, Rowdy Roy was struck by an irresistible craving for something more than the usual trail fare.
He decided to attempt the impossible – perfecting a pizza in the midst of the wilderness. With the spirit of a true pioneer, he set out to gather the ingredients he needed.
Rowdy Roy’s pizza adventure began with a simple but hearty dough made from flour, water, a pinch of salt, and a dash of wild yeast he had collected on his journey. He kneaded the dough under the moonlight, feeling the rhythm of the wilderness that surrounded him.
For the sauce, he utilized sun-ripened tomatoes that he had preserved from a previous expedition. He added a hint of crushed garlic, dried oregano, basil and a touch of dried chili peppers for an extra kick. “Make it Rowdy!”, he chortled, his eyes twinkling in the ambience of camp fire light, as pipe smoke gently danced above his head.
The aroma that wafted through the camp was enough to make even the most grizzled travelers’ mouths water.
Now, Rowdy Roy’s secret weapon was his insistence on toppings, abundant and reaching all the way to the edge. He piled on slices of wild mushrooms, thin shavings of smoked buffalo meat, freshly picked herbs, and handfuls of grated cheese, which he had carried in a pouch slung over his shoulder.
With his improvised campfire oven—a stack of stones and a cast-iron skillet—he carefully slid the pizza onto the hot surface, the sizzling sound music to his ears. He watched as the cheese melted and bubbled, the aroma intensifying with each passing minute.
As the pizza cooked to perfection, the aroma lured in his fellow travelers, who had initially scoffed at his culinary ambitions. But when Rowdy Roy pulled the steaming masterpiece from the makeshift oven and sliced it into generous portions, their skepticism turned to awe.
With joyous laughter and full stomachs, Rowdy Roy’s newfound friends devoured the wild, flavorful pizza that had been born on the Chisholm Trail. They toasted to his culinary skills and declared him the unofficial “Chisholm Trail Pizza King.”
From that day forward, Rowdy Roy’s pizzas became legendary among trailblazers and explorers, all thanks to his insistence on plenty of toppings, all the way to the edge. And as they continued their journey along the Chisholm Trail, they carried with them not only memories of the untamed wilderness but also the taste of Rowdy Roy’s unforgettable pizza, a symbol of camaraderie and adventure in the Wild West.
It’s rumored that if you return to that very campsite to this day, you’ll hear Rowdy Roy’s chant…… “Make it Rowdy……. toppings all the way to the edge ……”
And, that, my friends is the story of “Rowdy Roy”.