While making zucchini gazpacho last week, I decided to toast up some last-minute crostini to serve alongside it. I thought the crostini-gazpacho combo would make a pretty picture for the blog while using up the end of the baguette left over from roasted garlic night. I felt very Martha Stewart.
|What you see|
|What I see|
I didn’t document the actual carnage, but suffice it to say that blood was shed, and it wasn’t the baguette’s.
|See? Definitely a laughing sea turtle. (Or a demented one; it’s hard to know.)|