You’d think I’d get sick of this recipe at some point, but I haven’t.
My body craves summer. Not a hot and sticky Florida summer or a dry Texas summer, just our summer. A Minnesota summer.
Most nights for dinner, when I actually cook, I prepare something like this.
Summer tomatoes, bell pepper, and herbs, all marinated in good balsamic and olive oil and served on toasted bread. If I have fresh mozzarella, I’ll use some of that; if I have goat cheese or ricotta I might use that instead.
That’s it.
