My California summer is coming to a close. I fly tomorrow back to Paris. (Sniff, sniff!) It's always hard to leave San Francisco – no more baseball games, Ferry building farmer's markets, long drives down highway one, or friends and family for awhile. I'm sure Paris will be as hot and humid as ever packed with tourists and traveling school groups. Oh well, I hope my windowsill herbs are still alive at least!
One of the perks of being an old teacher is getting invited over to students' houses for yummy meals. Now most of my students are in college, but their parents still seem to remember me and invite me over when I'm in town. The bruschetta above is Sharon's recipe. Made with tomatoes sun ripened from her garden. Lightly rub crostini with a garlic clove, top with with a melange of tomatoes and sea salt, broil with a little fresh mozzarella, and sprinkle freshly chopped basil over the top. Voilà!
Not wanting to show up empty handed I brought a Greek treat. It's a combo of watermelon and mansouria cheese with a squeeze of lime juice over top and a sprinkle of thinly sliced fresh basil. You get the whole salty, sweet, sour combo which I find refreshing on hot summer nights.
It's funny seeing old students. When I think of them and all the good times we had putting on musicals and plays or cooking recipes from around the world, I see them as teenagers. But when I come home and meet up with them in person I am reminded that they are now adults. (triple sigh!)
...and that they will soon be of legal drinking age which scares the bejeezus out of me! Maybe I am glad I'm leaving to Paris tomorrow...