I am so excited about tomatoes.
the good ones are already arriving. all these winter months without fresh tomatoes seem very long. and it´s hard when the displays look so tempting. but I know that those pretty faces only hid a mealy, dry, tastless soul. and so I refrained, and relied on my stock of frozen roasted tomatoes, made by yours truly in the bountiful month of october.
last week I decided to use my last bag, a treasure made with tomatoes grown on a real kitchen garden, and picked by self.
they ended up in a biscuit dough tomato pie, and were delicious.
and now that the freezer is empty, I regard spring as officially here. off to buy tomatoes.