Sometimes I think I am Italian, just because all my friends are Italian and there are lots of Italians in Brooklyn and everyone I work with is Italian sooo... Working at an Italian bakery sandwiched between a pizza place, an Italian pastry shop and an Italian butcher for over a year has done things to me. Here are my personal favorites things to shove into my mouth.
Focacce With Stuff.
Chicken and Veg Calzone.
While we are on the subject of food today... I had German peach tart and coffee after a lunch of hummus, pineapple, strawberry yogurt and tomato focacce after a breakfast of cold turkey, cheerios and Earl Gray.
This is Not Happening... THIS IS NOT HAPPENING. ♥ times a million. It'll be okay Scully.