Consequently, I made pizza this past weekend to see what it would be like to not find myself cussing under my breath for 10 minutes.
And apparently the answer is: soapy and kind of chemically.
I have no clue why, but despite my dough being the perfect consistency, it was weirdly soapy tasting. Like yeast if yeast were an angry Bruce Banner of the tongue:
I'm not sure why it was so weirdly soapy and uber-yeasty tasting unless my yeast was funk, but I ate it anyways, trepidatiously the first day (worrying that I would die a "death by pizza") but less so the next day when I was still living.
Regardless: I recommend the topping combo. I snagged the idea from Web of Life which is the only place I've ever had vegan bbq chicken pizza. And I have to say: I liked mine just as much as theirs.
There's no actual recipe, but here's what was on it: vegan "chicken" browned in a pan, caramelized onions, bbq sauce, and vegan cheddar.
Just steer clear of soapy yeast.