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).