A little bit of heaven between two slices of bread

Ellen always talks about a sandwich she had in Florence, Italy. "Let me tell you about a sandwich I had..." Then she'll go into a description of what made this sandwich such a rapturous eating experience.

Here's something she made at home that may rival that taste experience. Fresh tomatoes and basil from the garden, a little garlic from same garden, a slice of provolone cheese (and a bit of grated mozzarella to hold it together when you flip it, she said), all lightly browned between two slices of bread on a skillet. It's like Italian summer on bread. Yum-EEEE!

Here's to Ellen on her birthday! And I think I'm making dinner tonight.