Easy Caprese sandwich

It’s almost Tomato season!  Yay!  Not like I can actually grown any of my own, for some reason gardening and growing my own food has never come easy to me.  My Mom says I have a black thumb, which is really weird because my Mom is  a gardening genius and has always grown beautiful roses along with these thing called Epiphyllum’s. She even sells them through a vendor over at http://www.mattslandscape.com.  It’s a wonder I can even keep my kids alive since I kill almost every plant I try and grow, especially tomatoes.   Every year we attempt to plant a few plants and have NO luck getting any fruit.  I think that last year I got whopping 1 whole tomato the entire season.  Thank goodness my friends and neighbors were not cursed with the dreaded black thumb, that way I can share in freshly grown tomato varieties.

Which leads me to my simple sandwich which I could live off of.  I always make it with par baked rolls that I can get at Trader Joes or any good bakery (sometimes you have to request them ahead of time).

What goes Into it?


  • Par Baked rolls cooked for 5-8 min in oven
  • 1 big fat home gown tomato (or an heirloom variety from a local market)
  • 5 leaves fresh basil
  • Prepared fresh Pesto sauce (you can usually find some with the fresh pastas in the deli or produce section)
  • 1Tsp olive oil
  • 1 Tsp balsamic vinegar
  • 4-6 pieces of Fresh Mozzarella (sliced)
  • Lots of freshly ground black pepper
How do I make it?

After you bake your roll, slice it down the middle and smear on a bunch of the pesto, layer with Mozzarella, tomatoes and basil. Drizzle olive oil and balsamic over entire sandwich and top with freshly ground pepper.  Put the top on and Eat!  If you have to, make a second for The Hubby and when he politely declines eat his, too!

There are so many ways to enjoy this combination during the summer.  For the beach I just slice up some Tomatoes top with the Mozzarella and drizzle with olive oil and balsamic pack it in the ice chest and go.  It’s healthy, the kids dig it and I don’t feel bad after I eat it.

On Faking it, (no, not like that!)

Tuesday 10:15 am;

Eli, Ruby and I were quietly drawing chalk outlines (cause that’s what boys do)  of each other in the front yard, when Tommy (who was supposed to be in bed sick) comes outside fully dressed for school with his books in tow. I look at him a bit sideways as he proceeds to sit down with and start drawing with the chalk.

Me:  Tommy, what are you doing out of bed?

Tommy: I’m bored. (weird nervous giggle)

Me: Sorry, but you know the rules (ya ya, more rules) if you are home sick, you are in bed.  Go upstairs and get back into bed.

Tommy: Um, Mom there’s something I have to tell you.

Me: Spill it.

Tommy:  I lied to you.  I’m not sick and I feel fine.  I am sorry…  can you take me to school?

Me: Go ask your father what he thinks.

About 10 minutes pass and Tommy comes down stairs and says that he’s going to school. I was a little torn as what to do, it took a lot of courage to admit to me that he lied but on the other hand I wanted to make him suffer all day and stay in bed so it wouldn’t happen again. That seemed a little severe, so I drug his behind to school and let him know that his Dad and I had to think of a punishment and we’d get back to him.

It’s been 2 days and we’d better come up with something fast ’cause right now we got nothing!

Leaving it all on the field.

Something that I don’t write about often, but that is a HUGE part of our lives is sports.  Personally, I have never been much of a sports fan and I only went to sporting events for the social aspects.  But something happens to me when I see my boys play, something almost animal. My heart starts pounding, I sweat profusely and I YELL for my kid to “get that ball”, “shoot on the goal”, “win that fight” OR “LEAVE IT ON THE FIELD BOYS!!”.   The last one is a new one for me and I LOVE it, I love to yell it out loud and I don’t care if all the parents are looking at me either. Yes, I am THAT Mom.  I never thought I would be, I was never competitive but when it comes to my boys, watch out!

It’s a little creepy.

Yesterday, Lucas played his first game ever and If I do say so myself he played awesome.  To me he looks like a 1930’s ball player out there, and man, does he have the fire in his eyes.  He want’s it bad, so bad in fact he’s willing to get a bloodied lip in the name of getting an out!  That’s right, he even got an injury in the first game.  My words of comfort to him were “that’s so cool!” (Who in the heck have I become??) now you’ll have a great story for your friends.  It was extremly rewarding to see him out there.  This will be a fun & crazy season!

Pack up the seeds boys, grab your bat and glove AND leave it ALL on the field.

Mom - March 3, 2011 - 2:33 am

Wow, that boy can jump. Awesome!! Our little Lukie. AAAHHH!!

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