Growing up in northern New Jersey, it wasn't unusual that Friday night was often pizza night. It was even less unusual to hear my father place the order for "two large pies and an order of hot mussels." You heard correctly, "mussels".
And I placed that same order when I first moved out here to Pennsylvania and was met with, "I'm sorry, sir, we don't sell mussels." So I hung up and tried another pizzeria. Again, I was met with the same answer. And so on and so on until I realized pizzerias here do not serve mussels on their menus. I was flabbergasted.
Tonight I decided I was in the mood for grilled pizza and would make my own mussels marinara to enjoy with my pizza!
Here's how I made my pizza ~