Last weekend we received a bounty of heirloom tomatoes from a local friend.

After eating about half of them, I remembered to take a picture (the dish they’re in is purely coincidental). 

I’d tell you what varieties they are, but I can’t remember all of the names.  What I can tell you is the pear-shaped ones (Japanese Black Trifeles?) taste just like marinara sauce.

At one point, while chopping the tomatoes for our second dinner in a row of pasta with raw tomato sauce, Anuj said ‘I think these are best tomatoes I’ve ever had.’

Thanks, Ann & Isaac.

ps I’m proud to say the pesto in our raw tomato sauce came from our own basil.  I haven’t reported on our garden lately because, well, it’s all either gone or gone to seed (cough, broccoli).