Sunday, August 12, 2007


My grandmother used to worry about me not knowing how to cook and not wanting to learn. As a woman skilled in simple but delicious Italian cuisine it was frustrating for her to know how much I loved food but hated being in grocery stores and kitchens. "If you won't learn, then you're going to have to marry a man who knows how," she would say every time I visited.

Well, here's Sean's dinner creation as proof that I did as I was told (okay, not the marrying part, but close enough): Fresh crab bruschetta with mushrooms and avocado.

Happy. Happy and fat.

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