Office-Mock-Bruschetta

I am wearing a new-ish white shirt that I bought for $9 over the weekend. I love it…and I just sprayed balsamic vinegar along the front.

This morning I packed my lunch in a hurry. I tore off a hunk of wheat Italian baguette. I threw a whole Roma tomato in a plastic baggie along with a sprig of five basil leaves. I then poured some balsamic vinegar and some olive oil in a dressing container, shoved them all in a lunch bag and ran out the door.

I’ve been hungry all day so I decided to make some tomato basil salad and I intended to use my bread to scoop up my lentil soup at lunch. Can you see where this is heading? If you can’t, I am worried.

In my company kitchen I found a long, sword-like knife (why they have one like that I don’t know…and why they would allow someone like me to use it is an even better question) to cut up my tomatoes. I grabbed the piece of bread, sliced it in half and tossed it in the toaster. In a coffee mug, I threw the squared tomatoes and drizzled the olive oil and balsamic, stirring until they were all well mixed. When my bread was done I wrapped it up in paper towel and along with my mug of tomato-olive oil-balsamic vinegar, sauntered to my desk in hopes to make my coworkers drool. Out of the plastic baggie I took the basil, and with a pair of (don’t freak out Mom!) desk scissors, snipped the leaves until I had a small pile of basil strips atop my tomato mix. I pulled out some salt in a packet and then asked a coworker to borrow his pepper shaker (we love food here, how cute is that?). When it was well-mixed, I scattered my tomato basil “salad” generously over my bread. I stopped to admire it for a brief second and took a large chomp, causing piled tomatoes to tumble down onto my desk and my new-ish $9 white shirt.

I don’t care about my shirt.

It’s just too good.