A few years ago, when I was new to blogging, I remember saying that I hated cooking my babies. My tomatoes.
Yeah! BLTs all the time. Gazpacho. Raw.
And yet, now that I'm growing 'maters in good numbers, I know I need to cook some of them. I make sauce for freezing. I even cook them into — gasp — recipes.
But I'm still partial to raw tomatoes.
I just usually try not to overfancy them.
Today we ate an overfancy salad of raw tomatoes.
But. Jeez. You grow years of tomatoes, and you finally say: Make it different!
Here you go. Three, no, four kinds of tomatoes. Oregano and parsley leaves. Peeled cukes. Red onion. Shaved dry jack cheese. Salt. Olive oil. Thinly sliced jalapeños (which, sadly, did not show up in the photo).
(Not even bragging about how much of this was home-grown.)