Oh Joy to the world. Blogger now saves drafts automatically. But that apart this bit of blogger has been neglected by author and audience alike as the weekly updates from sitemeter inform me and the occasional sojourn into Google Analytics reaffirms. Now Google Analytics has a new and hitherto undiscovered version that I need to analyze once I have the time and bandwidth but as of now I know someone in East Anglia read my blog. I thank you, friend.
I wasn't going to post, the way things are going, but when I came to know that people's early morning bowel movements were loosely connected to what I wrote or rather whether I wrote, things change from hobby to moral and intestinal responsibility. At this point I'm tempted to say that those who can blog and those who can't photo blog, but I won't be mean and instead hopefully just generate drool and other such Pavlovian reflexes.
Will probably write when I have something funny to say, till then here's a taste of last week's bruschetta and a little more.
Drool.
Provoloni and Pepperoni on fresh Ciabatta Bread
The aforementioned bread with olives, fresh tomatoes and basil. And a hint of the 70% chocolate.
"All the better to eat them with..."
Adios amigos, till next time where hopefully I'll have a happy review of Pirates III and some news about where I'll be doing my Neurosurgery.
Will probably write when I have something funny to say, till then here's a taste of last week's bruschetta and a little more.
Drool.
Provoloni and Pepperoni on fresh Ciabatta Bread
The aforementioned bread with olives, fresh tomatoes and basil. And a hint of the 70% chocolate.
"All the better to eat them with..."Adios amigos, till next time where hopefully I'll have a happy review of Pirates III and some news about where I'll be doing my Neurosurgery.
