My Dad gave me some tomatoes. Look at these beauties.
And this was the tip of the iceberg. I already froze 15 Ziploc bags full and ended up giving bunches and bunches more to my friend and neighbor (and famous author, awesome mother, super cook and gorgeous person) Nicole Helget. She gave me her tomato sauce recipe. I made a bunch of that, too.
This year, for the first time in...I don't remember how long...I didn't plant tomatoes. I was in Ireland around the time I should have been planting, and when I got home, I just never got around to it. I knew I could get tomatoes from Dad and from the farmer's market.
But when it comes right down to it, there's nothing like going out and picking your own tomatoes off your own plant when you want them.
Kinda like this song says...