Arugula - My Latest Obsession

While I thoroughly enjoyed my yellow salad the other day, I have to confess that I am positively obsessed with arugula.  Don't get me wrong - I've enjoyed arugula since my first peppery bite experience a number of years ago, but something has happened recently to kick my sweet like into lustful love.  And I blame it all on the lunch we enjoyed in Lucca.  

Do you see that mound of arugula piled  on top of the most tender imaginable carpaccio?  Can't you almost taste it drizzled with olive oil which somehow manages to be both assertive and delicate, a squeeze or two of fresh lemon, coarse salt, black pepper and parmesan shavings?  That, my friends, is where it's at, for me, these days and my appetite for this divinest of greens has not been sated, despite my non-stop indulgence over the last three days.  Here's a picture of today's early lunch:  the last of the arugula with all of the aforementioned ingredients, some croutons for crunch and finished - or shall we say crowned, with a lightly fried egg.  I think we both know I need to go to the farm market tomorrow.  Who wants to come with me?