Olives and ickle tomatoes aren't food, they're little nibbles that leave you wanting more. Before a proper Italian meal that's fine and dandy, but otherwise - a perhaps it's just me - but I had far too much of pretty much that selection at corporate functions from the late 80s to 90s. Add to that bruschetta. Oh and then there was the mini-food canape phase (oh it's a mini hamburger and a tiny hotdog), the rustic phase and the time when you couldn't move for sushi. Thankfully your average canape selection's a bit more of a mix up these days
The day that someone serves me curry on an oversized white plate with little cocktail sticks as self-serving implements is the day when I consider the 'umble curry as overexposed poncey canape fodder.
Olives and a few other things are fine, but the balance of old Herbsmen's selection seems wrong and a little insubstantial. And besides, nobody really offers sun dried tomatoes since the 80s - it's all sunblush now...dahling...