Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Bumper Crop

Breaking from our routine of me waiting at home for Mr. Palindrome to emerge from his work shuttle, I drove to him the other Friday.  He was wrapping up, so I lounged near his cube and this huge basket caught my eye.
I started popping the cherry morsels like candy when Mr. Palindrome declared that since he was the last in the office, we could take the whole basket home.  Homegrown, organic tomatoes of all varieties - heirloom, roma, cherry, plum.  Come to momma sweet basket of acidic goodness.
So we took them home where I photographed them and then promptly turned them into 5 jars of marinara using patio basil and local garlic.  Spaghetti never tasted so good.
Oh, and that cantaloupe? He wasn't so bad either. ;)  Just about makes me want to move to south bay where they have things people call "yards" in which they plant delicious gardens consisting of things other than a lone basil plant.

'Tis Indian Summer indeed.