Sunday 4th May was the first day this year in Cornwall when the sun had summer heat into the evening. With summery oleanders peeping through, swifts and swallows aloft, the feeling that the sun has been colouring your skin all day, a glass of very chilled wine, and some drifting sounds of Gypsy Kings, I am reminded of the best bruschetta I have ever tasted - La Caletta. Maravilloso! 
I can do quite good bruschetta, but I do things by eye, so no recipes here, least until I figure out how to translate eye into amounts and words...
And not to be outdone, the bruschetta-ripe tomato-coloured poppies decided to come out today too!
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