We live in a state that produces amazing tomatoes. I wish I could say I liked them. But I don’t. Tomato sauce is good, salsa is good, but I cannot eat a raw tomato. Not even heirloom tomatoes? No. Not even sweet little cherry or grape tomatoes? No. My husband gave me a tiny little yellow one the other day telling me how sweet and delicious it was. Being a good sport I took a little bite. It still tasted like a tomato to me, i.e. gross.
We picked up our farm share yesterday which, while not as massive as the IPB farm share (they have the family size, we get the individual) is still plenty overwhelming. It included a pound of cherry tomatoes, 3 lbs. of heirloom tomatoes, and 5 lb. of regular tomatoes. Plus 2 watermelons. Which my son rolled off the windowsill, thus breaking open both of them and now we have to hurry up and eat them.
I wish I was willing to try canning this week, but we are headed out on vacation on Sunday, so I think my best course of action is to just make and freeze stuff. I’m thinking easiest is a giant batch of ratatouille, unless anyone has any better ideas. Last year I did roast cherry tomatoes with lemon and rosemary and freeze them. I also sliced the heirloom tomatoes and made pizzas with that and the fresh basil and froze them. A wonderful Saturday afternoon lunch to pull out in the fall (except last year our freezer failed us and they all defrosted and were disgusting. a very sad waste.)
Today is Thursday, so we’ll see what I can get done with all of this…