Tomatoes come in many guises. We seem to have them all. And true obsessives (mentioning no names) always keep them in separate bowls. Don't ask me why - must be a man thing. These are some of the large red variety he favours. We also have small red cherry types and long plum varieties especially for cooking.
Of course we have little orange ones too - delicious but more like sweets than tomatoes.
We give some of the surplus to unsuspecting visitors (even the milk man got a feed this week) but turn your back and there's more to pick. To avoid the danger of having to eat them three times a day I roast them in olive oil until they begin to char and then push them through a fine sieve. The concentrated sauce freezes perfectly and lasts us right through the winter. Add a little pasta, grated cheese, some torn basil and dinner is served!
I tried to resist sharing yet more baby photos but it seems resistance is futile. Here's Amelie exactly one week old.
In the midst of the harvest and the obsessive baby gazing my quilt made the local Alsace paper - thank you Chantal for sending me the cutting!
Mustn't rest on laurels - must get quilting!
Thanks for dropping by - Linda