I love my toast and PB every morning. The more grains and nuts the bread has, all the better. I also admit to enjoying the crusts; but sometimes I confess, I let them pile up in the freezer. Why it NEVER once occurred to me to make my own bread crumbs I’ll never know. Its seems so bloody obvious. And what doesn’t taste better breaded and baked or fried? NOTHING! Everything is better in crumbs…

So I toasted up all my end slices in a 300 degree F oven, about 7-8 minutes a side. Then I broke them up, tossed in my trusty food processor and pulsed away. I spiced things up a bit too with Parmesan cheese, S & P and Italian seasoning….yeah, it got pretty wild in the kitchen you might say.

Then I had about 2 cups of amazingly flavorful toasted bread crumb goodness and fairly bare cupboards. Before I had embarked on this culinary odyssey I neglected to see if I had anything to bread and cook. Lo and behold: the mighty tube o’ Polenta greeted me when I opened the fridge. OK, OK so it’s not home-made polenta; I’m not ready for that sort of thing yet…I need to ease into it, maybe find myself a nice little Italian lady to take me under her wing and show me how it’s made…

Anyway, I sliced up some fairly decent sized pieces, coated them in my delicious crumbs and put in a hot oven. Once the crumbs had started to brown I topped them with a good dollop of tomato and veggie sauce, and a heaping of good ‘ol mozza cheese…

I baked another little bit (sorry I don’t really time this stuff. I just watch it like a hawk through the oven window, salivating) until cheese was nice and melted…

Bloody hell if this wasn’t a damn tasty little thing. Only thing missing? Fresh basil on top. Serve with a salad, cold beer and you’re good to go. My belly was so happy

And to make this Tuesday even better- had a great run with NO PAIN from my knee. Of course I know when to stop now and don’t overdo things, but usually I feel some twinges. Tonight was great. The air was clear, I could see the stars and I was alone with my thoughts. Worked out some frustrations and rejoiced in the quiet…

It’s good.