Personally, there is nothing better than biting into a warm, sun-kissed, perfectly ripened tomato. I eat them like apples straight from the vine all summer long. And they come in so many varieties - beefsteak, roma, cherry, grape, slicers. And the names - MarGlobe, Bradley, Big Boy, Husky Cherry. My personal favorite is the Black Prince Russian Heirloom. It turns a lovely shade of dark maroon - like a bing cherry. Sweet with just a hint of spice, fleshy and juicy. I love to eat them in tomato sandwiches - fresh, crusty homemade wheat bread brushed with a thin layer of sweet cream butter. Add a layer of Black Prince Russian slices, a couple sweet basil leaves and a sprinkle of sea salt and fresh black pepper. A simple summer pleasure that turns into blissful Tomato Heaven.
Don't have a backyard garden? Visit a local farmers market or stop at a roadside stand. You won't be disappointed and maybe you'll find your own personal tomato heaven.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
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