You say TomAto, I say TomOto…

 
   First, I have to say this… Did any of you watch the Yankees Red Sox game last night?  My husband is a true blue Yankees fan, and while neither of us is a big A-Rod supporter, what the Sox did to him last night was nothing short of disgraceful. That kind of play should not be in baseball, and I believe the Yanks answer to that atrocity was perfect. And before we all crucify A-rod for the “Roid” debate.. there are just as many Sox over the years who could join that list, and they have.  That ump oughta retire, too. His judgement is clearly impaired,  or colored- RED.  

  In between trips to the cottage at the cove, we’ve been picking tomatoes.  Holy cow, have we been picking tomatoes.   There are three basic kinds of tomatoes…sauce tomatoes, slicing tomatoes and cherry.   Mike planted all three this year and they have produced!

These need a little window time to ripen to perfection.
Ugly does not mean they aren’t delicious. 

The San Marzano is, in our opinion, the best sauce making tomato…
Next time you make sauce, be sure to use San Marzanos, you can buy them 
canned in the grocery store if you don’t have them fresh. 
This is a “heart” tomato… it has a pinkish hue that my iphone did not capture. 
An Heirloom variety, seeds straight from Italy…
..and my Italian Ice cherries.. the only cherry tomato we planted this year.
They are easy to grow, sweet to the taste and prolific. 
With all these awesome tomatoes on the kitchen counter,
Mike was inspired to make some sauce….
or gravy, as I’ve been told any real Italian calls it.
I don’t know.. I’m Italian.  To me sauce is sauce….
gravy is that brown stuff you put on a roast.
My dear Aunt Virginia, the most awesome Italian Cook I have ever been lucky enough to love,
 might just be rolling in her grave.