I banished tomatoes form my thinking and lo and behold, Barney Welsh called to say that he could have them by Wednesday last. Allelu.
They’re on our BLT served on house-made basil bread, on our cheeseburger, and today on an heirloom tomato salad with crispy house-made mozzarella, balsamico spheres, fino verde basil and extra virgin olive oil:
When we were deciding how to serve the tomatoes this year, Goose (or Ryder, I can no longer recall) said, “Everyone does homemade mozzarella, but how come no one does FRIED homemade mozzarella?” Well, now we do. And it’s as good as you’d expect. There’s a fine line, isn’t there, between clever and stupid.
If you want to know all the varietals we serve, call Barney, he’ll get a good laugh out of it. At you, not me.