Cooking with Crosby Roamann: Feta Cheese Toast

Feel like taking a bunch of random ingredients out of the fridge and the pantry and creating something entirely new and different that feels like it should have been created centuries ago? Yes please. This is what happens with leftovers — leftover bread, prosciutto, and cheese makes a delightful snack, especially when you can find a novel way to prepare and present it. Let’s go!

Feta Cheese Toast

  • Tablespoon butter
  • 4-6 slices good bread, about Β½ inch thick, toasted
  • 4-6 slices good prosciutto
  • Garlic powder to taste
  • Maldon sea salt to taste
  • Cracked fresh pepper to taste
  • Ground cumin pinch to taste
  • Dry oregano or fresh garnish to taste
  • 2 tablespoons Olio Nuovo or good olive oil
  • Leftover crumbled Feta cheese, about 4 oz.

Prep:

  1. Place 1 tablespoon butter on a large plate and microwave on high for 40 seconds
  2. Meanwhile, toast 4-6 pieces of good bread, like a sourdough boule.
  3. Place the toast in the butter and sprinkle a pinch of garlic salt on them, then flip them over, and place a piece of prosciutto on each slice of toast, tucking the edges of the prosciutto under the bread.
  4. Layer on your crumbled Feta cheese generously.
  5. Sprinkle the tops with Maldon Sea Salt, cracked fresh pepper, a touch of ground cumin (just a little pinch!) and a touch of dry (we used fresh) oregano (use a little more if you want a garnish).
  6. Then drizzle your best olive oil (we used our Olio Nuovo from 2023) generously over the tops of the toast – about 2 tablespoons worth.


Et voila! Feta Cheese Toast. We paired this with our Tuna Puttanesca, pictured above, and a bottle of good old Merlot. What I love about these little dishes is that I had everything I needed to make them at home. They are so simple and delicious and comforting and we didn’t even have to go grocery shopping for anything! Did you know, “Puttanesca translates as β€œin the style of the whore.” The name derives from the Italian word puttana which means whore. Puttana in turn arises from the Latin word putida which means stinking.” But boy, what a dish!

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