Black Grape, Goat Cheese, and Noodle Latkes with Fragrant Honey

I had wandered several blocks from our Philadelphia hotel. The December sky was already purple and my toes frozen numb when I found the tiny bakery and hobbled in. Enveloped by the smells of strong coffee and a dazzling array of freshly baked focaccia, I immediately felt that all was right with the world.

The focaccia I chose was an unusual interplay of exuberant Mediterranean tastes–rosemary, goat cheese, midnight blue-black grapes and walnuts–all held in delicate balance by a fina