Yesterday was pretty exciting around here, as far as fruits and vegetables go. I went to visit my sister in the morning, and she gave me three oranges which the neighbors next door gave her off their tree. They look plain, but are sweet and good, which is true of so many of us, n'est-ce pas? ;D
Then, in the afternoon, I noticed that we had our first ripe cherry tomato. So Claire and I did our traditional "We grew a tomato!" dance, and then each ate exactly half of it. It was warm and delicious, and had that meaty, crumbly texture that homegrown tomatoes have.
I'm thinking cheese and tomato sandwiches on homemade bread, all summer long.
Realistically, if we have twenty edible cherry tomatoes total, we will be beating our previous records. But a girl can dream.
Then Bob came home in the evening and gave me these three onions, which his coworker Fred sent for me. It is terribly exciting in the summer to see what Fred will send home with Bob, because his wife is an award-winning gardener, and I do believe with all my heart that she is magic out there in the dirt. The things she can grow. One of her tomatoes last year made me get a little teary, it was so delicious.
A good tomato is a spiritual experience, testifying to God's goodness, creativity, and faithfulness to His people.
I'm thinking I'll use the onions to make an onion tart. I've got my eye on this Alsace Onion Tart here. Unless I've got it wrong, my French Huguenot ancestors were from Alsace-Lorraine. Or maybe that's something we just decided and don't actually know. I don't remember. Anyway, they make a mean onion tart.