Thanksgiving Day Lunch

I made stuffed mushrooms for the Thanksgiving party at my Mom's. On the morning of Thanksgiving, my Italian husband asked me if I would make bruschetta and bring it to the Thanksgiving party. I said, "No way, man! Bruschetta doesn't go with turkey! But I'll tell you what, I'll make you bruschetta for lunch and we'll eat it here before we go." So at 12 noon, we sat down to eat. I ate two small ones and he proceeded to eat the rest. I couldn't believe it. He must really love bruschetta. Oh and by the way, this is how the Northern Italians like them: tomato sauce, mozzarella, olives and artichoke hearts all baked togetrher like a pizza.