And like a phoenix from the flames, she rises! Well, that was a bit of a dramatic entry, but, hey, I do like the drama. I am back! I have three words for you; hand, foot, mouth. Disease. Well, that’s really four, but the first three are the dramatic ones. Don’t Google it! You already did, didn’t you? Well little Jacky B got it first. He didn’t get it as bad as you may think, from your Google images. My first key that he was sick was he just stopped eating solid food. The kid turned down puffs! I knew something was wrong.
Then, just when Jack was starting to feel better, boom! Andy wakes up with a fever! Then (because I mean, at this point, why wouldn’t this happen) later that day, I got it! Being sick and still having to take care of little sickos (i.e. carry them up two flights of stairs, change diapers, cook for them, clean up after them, and bathe them) is seriously the worst! Thank God my mom came over and gave me a morning off so I could nap and shower and finally shake the fever and chills.
Enough of the sick talk though. There is hot fresh bread on the table.
Right before Jack got sick, I made this bread. It was supposed to be an homage to an appetizer we all ate during our girls’ weekend. Sigh, that seems like a lifetime ago now. #dramatic Anyway, I froze half of it and then made a big pot of pasta to serve alongside the rest. Andy and I were eating our pasta and “cheesy bread,” as he calls it. Then I looked over at Jack. He was literally drooling over the piece of bread I was holding in my hand. Hm, ok.
I think at this age, I let Andy gnaw on some bread. Why not?
At most I am buying myself a few more minutes of sitting at the table and actually eating. Some nights I seriously finish my dinner in the bathroom while the kids bathe. No joke. Jack is the kind of kid that doesn’t like to eat and linger, very much like Mike. Not only does my little baby look like Mike, he has the jimmy legs just like him too!
But wait, just when I thought Jack wasn’t anything like me, there he goes and polishes off two hunks of focaccia bread. Yaaaassss!
I think the reason Jack liked this bread so much is because, well, it’s stuffed with cheese and it is baked twice so it is a little sturdier and crunchier than traditional focaccia bread. This is a super simple recipe that I pictured as a side or, as you can see from these pictures, a part of a lovely meat antipasto platter. I topped it off with fresh baby arugula and a drizzle of balsamic along with olive oil and honey! It is perfection.
I wish I had better pictures of when the cheese was ooey gooey, but sometimes kids just don’t want to nap when I want them to and cheese cools rather quickly. Sorry. It is still delicious. You will just have to make it at home now to see the ooey gooey cheesiness for yourself!