I saw this movie the day it opened. I never go to see movies the day they open. But I did this time.
And I am beginning to think that I am in some seriously deep trouble.
I am still operating under the influence of
Julie and Julia.
For instance, at this very moment,I am getting ready to fry a baguette in olive oil. Yes. I am going to fry a baguette.
As if such a wonderful creation needs frying. Seems a little like gilding the lily, but what do I know? If Julia says to fry that baguette before making the bruschetta, then by golly, I am frying that baguette, And then I am going to rub garlic all over it.
And I have in my possession some nice firm fresh tomatoes. They are not called grape tomatoes, like the recipe calls for. These are a little bigger, but they should chop just right. They might be a relative to grape tomatoes.
I asked the guy who grew these tomatoes what the tomato's name is. (You know how tomatoes all have names. If you don't, then you really should get yourself a Burpee catalog.)
Anyway, you are not going to believe what this tomato's name is. It is Juliet. That's right. Juliet! That's what the guy said.
So here I am with Julie and Julia and Juliet. How can I possibly go wrong with this bruschetta recipe? I guess I'll go find out now.
Here is the recipe in case you want to try it, too. I have always thought that bruschetta is a thing of beauty. All that red and green.
http://www.recipezaar.com/tomato-and...a-style-386719
Boomer