I suppose there are people who are hot for meat and potatoes, and don’t so much care for the vegetable side of life. Not me. I ADORE vegetables. Asparagus are in season right now, and I’ll have them almost every day of the five or so weeks that we’re lucky enough to have our local harvest.
But there’s one vegetable I spend most of the year waiting for, because any substitutes are not worth eating:
Another month or so, and our own local tomatoes will be in the markets, and I’ll be in heaven. Those plastic imitations available all year round in the supermarket aren’t worth eating (with one exception, but I’ll talk about that another time). All winter, if I want tomato sauce, or tomatoes to cook in any way, it’s really good quality canned tomatoes that I’ll use. But the local harvest! All kinds of heirloom varieties, and then old-fashioned beefsteaks, and little cherries and plum tomatoes, all shades of red (livened with some yellows and oranges). Let’s hear it for summer and TOMATOES.