what a caccia!

this post is so borderline september, that i may as well hand in my resignation. 

but just today i got a little message and reminder that there are a handful of folks who have actually read and extracted something gainful from this humble blurg. i can't even describe how much pleasure that gives me. 

so yeah, i'm keeping my low-reaching rules intact and once per month, a shiny blog pearl will continue to appear in this vast ocean of the self-published internet. 

and now, our feature presentation!

so, it's a no-brainer that dating a good cook and general food-lover has its benefits. but let's not pretend that it's all good in the hood when the guy you're seeing happens to make really really good focaccia dough and is willing to do so whenever the "need" arises. this is actually a serious curse in disguise, but go tell your hungry 2am self that. rrright.

this 2am focaccia was crispy on the outside and perfectly chewy on the inside. and with tons of olive oil, cheese, olives, and jalapenos and a broken egg that got baked on top, this was a meal and a half. or 3. i can't figure out the math on something this sinful.

ok, sure, it's threatening the ol' girlish figure. but it's also nice that the same patient and gentle hands needed to handle the wet focaccia dough, are attached to a patient and gentle human being who happens to want to make you dinner in the middle of the night.
no complaints.