A month ago I was texting Elizabeth, so confounded as to why my tomato plants hadn’t produced.
I planted late, but not that late.
It’s been cooler, but not that much cooler.
I haven’t been watering as much, but I’ve still been watering.
Well. It’s safe to say the tomatoes are here.
This weekend I picked three giant bowls full of tomatoes and then I washed and cooked/prepared almost all of them. I could. Not. Stop. The second I sat back down on the couch, I got another idea for something tomato-ish and so I just kept on cooking. Cooked until I had all but four tomatoes left. One of which I saved (three went to work to pawn off on others.)
Here are just a few things I made…
Oven-dried tomatoes (h/t EBJ for the recipe rec.) (This was maybe 1/12 of the final amount. These were chef’s snacks.)
Bruschetta and salsa (no recipes; just winged it)
And then I made three bags of peeled, diced tomatoes (froze), one gallon bag of marinara sauce (not an entire gallon, just enough for a gallon-sized bag), and enchilada sauce.
Until next weekend, tomatoes.
Dang. TEAM TOMATO.