Focaccia, carpaccio, do- di do facio. And shameless plugs. Perhaps I need to flesh this out a little. Plugs, I wish I needed to make them, I need more face time (facio). Carpaccio is a vegetarian nightmare with Himalayan pink salt. Focaccia is sundried tomato and garlic waiting to be turned into somehting else and thats ab0ut as verbose as I can get at this moment.
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If that's a shameless plug, what does an embarrassed one look like?
... and here I thought it was a brazen plug!
jeanne: beet red?
dana: it very well should have been...
I've come to appreciate carpaccio this past year. A chef friend makes it all of the time. Or rather, he pounds it all of the time. Drizzled with truffle oil is pure nirvana!
I love it, but you don't see it around here on the menu often...
oh man, I'm cuckoo for focaccia!
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