today's shopping list

roma tomatoes
fresh basil
fancy organic evoo
ciabatta baguette

Yes, I'm already missing the fabulous bruschetta we had in Italy & trying to hang on to that holiday feeling for a few more days. The results of my efforts were not quite the same - for one thing, I had to actually chop & toss & make things myself, instead of sitting at an outdoor table laughing at all the awful footwear going by, while someone else made it & brought it out to me. Also, I suspect I will never find the right evoo. It will never taste the same as the one I tasted at a little Rome restaurant on insalata verde - an olive oil so sweet & light & diving that I might have moaned. I definitely was wiping up the bowl with a scrap of bread to get the last drippy yumminess.

The most surprising part is that this is totally out of character. People - I am definitely not a foodie.I don't like to cook, am insanely picky about what I eat, & mostly am concerned more about health than anything else (though my sweet tooth is a whole other issue; maybe I'm just a dessert foodie...) & don't really get the fuss about something that will, you know, mostly just end up as poop. Really expensive meals REALLY don't make sense to me; that is really expensive poop is my predominant thought when people prattle about their $250+ per person meals (not counting the wine, of course) at some schmancy Paris restaurant.

But you know, that olive oil was really good......