Improvised cooking

Today my mother had to go with my sister to a costume fitting for a play and my father had to stay latter at work. So, he called and asked me to make supper for my two younger siblings. So I asked them what they wanted. They requested pizza, but I lacked the time to make the dough. so instead I took some flour, some milk, some oil and some salt and made a bread-like disk to which I then added cheese. The end result was something more akin to pizza's mediterranean, unleavened origins than it's modern reiterations.