I love the way Italians think about food. The fact that meals aren't always complicated, but they're always fresh and delicious. Friday evening marked the end of a long day and busting my bum in the kitchen was the very last thing I wanted to do. So I channeled my inner Italian, picked up some antipasti type foods (roasted tomatoes, marinated artichoke hearts, goat cheese, dry salami, some fresh bread, and an avocado; because they are my favorite). Uncorked a bottle of red, and we spent the early evening lounging on the patio and pretending we were somewhere in Italy instead of in Dallas. One can dream.