If I told you that I had lunch with Mark Ruffalo, would you believe me? Well, I did, kinda. I was actually finished eating, which is a blessing, because otherwise he never could have distracted me from savouring the
MUSHROOM Artichoke, truffle, parmesan or the
BURRATA Tomato, pesto, balsamic or the
PROSCIUTTO Ricotta, fig, olive, walnut
He arrived, sat down at a table close to ours and proceeded to ignore me, save a glance or two — or at least, I thought I caught him glancing.
I can’t promise you a lunch date with Mark Ruffalo, but I can turn you onto this new and improved superlight and satisfying buckwheat crispbread and taste of summer crostini.