i awoke in the middle of the night recently and heard rustling around in the fridge. thought it was the leftover gods, but it ended up being a house guest raiding the fridge. darn.
i"d've shot him anyway if he ate my prosciutto.
erica, your recpe? now that's italian!
just a few good ingredients, not over cooked or prepared or manipulated to death, good olive oil and fresh herbs, and simple execution so as not to step on any of the aforementioned.
very nice. i think i will be making this soon. thanks.