Blech, bad picture*
I made a really simple bruschetta with tomatoes, some olives (kalamata truth be told, so Greek ones), basil (obviously), S&P, olive oil and balsamic. Then I put it on bread (French bread, if you must know. I got tired of waiting for the Italian breads to be stocked at Waitrose so I gave up and bought French rather than aimlessly wandering around the store looking like a weirdo). Then I put some cheese on it and stuck it under the broiler to melt the cheese. I put cheese because cheese is just plain good. Et voila! Lunch was served. It was good. I liked it and I think Dave would like it too. Riley wanted some but she didn't get any. Instead she got carrots on her food. She actually likes carrots but they didn't work this time, she wanted something better. Tough luck, doggie. By the way, she was just lying on the floor snoring and I didn't get a chance to film her. I'm going to try, it's pretty funny to see and hear. I'll keep you posted...
* I need to work on my kitchen photography skills. The shiny black countertop doesn't help matters. Nor does the Hawaiian potholder. But that cheese looks especially bad. It looks like the cheese you'd find on some "Molto Italiano Melt-thingy" from Burger King. Yuck.

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