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la bruschetta

During another night in our Tuscan kitchen, we started our evening with some homemade bruschetta.  Very simple, basic ingredients added up to a polished and well-received result.

La bruschetta

Una Bruschetta Toscana

  • Crusty baguette, sliced
  • 4 ripe tomatoes, diced
  • 1/4 cup freshly chopped basil leaves
  • 2 garlic cloves, finely chopped
  • 2 tablespoons olive oil
  • Salt and pepper, to taste

Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Place the baguette slices on a cookie sheet, and drizzle with one tablespoon of olive oil. Bake for five minutes, or until golden brown.

Meanwhile, stir chopped tomatoes, basil, garlic, salt and pepper with the remaining tablespoon of olive oil.

Top each baguette slice with a spoonful of the prepared topping. Serve immediately.

For a more decadent bruschetta, feel free to add some fresh mozzarella to the topping mix.

Ideally, enjoy outdoors, looking out on the tranquil countryside.


This is how I remember Italy: simple, beautiful, and delicious.

And the next time you make or order bruschetta, please impress your friends by pronouncing it correctly: Bru-sket-ta.


mi manca l’italia

When I was abroad in Italy, I was privy to countless wonderful meals, most of which were lovingly prepared by my host mother, Cristiana.  However, while not cooking our own meals was definitely less work, it made us a bit nostalgic for full-blown kitchen access.

During a weekend visit to Tuscany, four friends and I found ourselves with our own kitchen.  What to make?  Una cena italiana!

La tavola

Our entree of choice: pasta with fresh mozzarella and basil, preceded by local cheeses, meats, and breads.

Vino e formaggio

Accompanying dinner: local wines recommended to us by an old Italian man we talked to in a vineyard between Certaldo and San Gimignano.


This is his grandson, and his photogenic canine friend.

Anyway, back to our dinner.  Since we were among friends, we set the table, but felt no need for serving bowls.

La pasta

Simple enough, and most satisfying, homemade by us.

La pasta, ancora

I hope my host mother would be proud.  Either way, we ate well that night.