A few weeks ago, I was visiting my daughter and daughter-in-law when (happily) Anni pulled out a hot, gorgeous - what IS that? Bread? Pizza? Cake?- out of the oven. She cut off a chunk and I tasted the most remarkable whatever-it-was. Salty and sweet, juicy and toasty. It turned out to be an amazing soft focaccia made with rosemary, sea salt, sugar, and wild grapes that Anni and just-now 2 year old Frankie had just picked from grapevines beside the road. She generously packed up half a yogurt container with those fragrant fruits , which I took home - and forgot about in my pneumonia haze.
I found them today . And guess what I made?
Yup, and you can find the recipe here, which Anni got from her blogger best friend at Ben and Birdy.
Remarkable, amazing, and delicious.