Oh hello late-summer, suddenly you are upon us. Last week I visited my old house to find 5lbs of tomatoes waiting for me. The week before I’d picked only 15oz (I’m using imperial because that’s my bench-top scales) The tomatoes in my own garden are still mostly green, but that’s good really – not too many all at once.
Now, from memory I’ve planted Moneymaker, Sweet 100, Black Cherry and Gold Cherry. The Black Cherry don’t look much but they are my favourite (though not everyone’s favourite, Kath said they were bland). They’re a little bit smoky perhaps. There’s something going on in there. I think they’d be nice in chipotle sauce, if my chillies ever ripen. I am tempted to bring them inside again, now that the bees have had their fun.
For now I am cooking up the last of the tomatoes from last week’s pick-a-thon to freeze or bottle for later. Summer in a jar! It’s so delicious it doesn’t need anything in it other than a bit of salt and pepper. Depending on what’s in the old and new gardens this week, I might look into making some ratatouille to bottle. Those zucchini are really going for it. But lest you think it’s all healthy harvests around here, let me enlighten you:
Dusting the cake.
My first jam-making endeavour!
And damson gin! Three bottles this time because one was not enough last year. And some jam too.
Dammit, now I’m hungry again…
