Time for an episode of the Cara Cooking Chronicles. Last night we enjoyed bruschetta with spinach on Italian bread along with some crummy food I had made (but we won't talk about that, because this is my blog, so it would be better if I just made fun of my wife). Anyway, since we got home rather late from Bangor today, we went straight for the leftovers. Cara decided to heat up the bruschetta. But of course "heat up" is a language she doesn't really understand. When I said, "oh, you burned the bruschetta," she said, "no, it's not really burned." You be the judge: is it burned or is it "blackened" in a downtown bistro sort of way?