It has been a terrific year for tomatoes; half the number of plants and just about the same yield at harvest. I have a couple of San Marzano tomato plants that are not growing in rich volcanic soil in the shadow of Mount Vesuvius. The are thriving in crappy, Door County clay soil and are absolute tomato factories. Consequently, our diet features tomatoes at virtually every opportunity.
Tomato tart, tomato seafood stew, venison bolognese, caprese salad, you name it.
Just the other day I found myself with about 5+ pounds of ripe, San Marzano tomatoes so I whipped-together eight pints of homemade salsa and canned it for winter use.
We all know the uncomfortable truth; that our lover affair with fresh garden tomatoes is a brief and fleeting dalliance. Incredibly sensuous; and short-lived. By the time January rolls-around and Ma Nature is hurling freezing sleet against the windows and temperatures hover in the single digits we all would consider felonious behavior to get our hands tomatoes such as these.
Can 'em while you got 'em.......
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