I think it was Mary Margaret that said when she travels she carries a little bottle of olive oil and a little bottle of salt.  So she can always buy bread, a tomato and some cheese or whatever and be set for a meal.  Nice.  Almost seems too simple.

The other day I went exploring in the oil department at the local super market and came away with the really expensive stuff.  Well not the most expensive but the second most.  The most expensive brand bottles were dusty and they were over there expiration date.   I just want to taste some really good stuff.  And it was really really good needless to say.  Too expensive to use for general cooking purposes but great for on bread or salad.

And in the process of reading the labels I got the idea of the different characteristics of the different oils from different locales.  So I have a lot to learn and  a lot more fun to look forward to.   This particular brand that I bought has a resins pine taste that I like.  It is from Tuscany.

So if anyone has some good olive oil knowledge that they would like to share we could put it up on TGIF.  Speaking of which Mary Margaret sent in a great Camino rememberance that we will feature this Friday if I can keep my days straight.

Well, have to go for now.  Saint James is Afoot, Love, Felipe.

p.s. ~ I didn’t say anything about salt but what can be said?