Under no circumstances will my love for grilling become diminished. I really can’t think of anything in the known universe that could displace my devotion to all slightly charred edibles. Try me. Yesterday I noticed two pieces of flatbread that had been neglected and probably wouldn’t be around much longer. Usually my response to this type of discovery is to toss it in the freezer and walk away as if nothing had happened. These days, my freezer is super occupied with housing ice cream, so the next best plan of action I could effect was tossing the bread on the grill. After a quick jaunt to the store I threw together some turkey burgers, Mediterranean style, to go with my salvaged flatbread.