By the point I used to be 21 you couldn’t persuade me to eat these two issues: A dill pickle, and a uncooked tomato. Whereas I nonetheless stand by the dill pickle, I’ll eat one occasionally if in the course of a fried rooster sandwich. The later, fortunately, I’ve seen the error of my methods.
I used to be on summer season break from school when my mother handed me half of her sandwich. I noticed nothing however white bread, an obscene quantity of mayo, salt and contemporary cracked pepper. My school weight loss program consisted of pizza, pop tarts, and the oatmeal cookies I’d bake up once I missed residence. I used to be in no place to move up actual meals. So, I took a chunk.
The nice and cozy juice from the backyard tomato spilled down the webs of my fingers and I licked a glob of mayo/pepper from the nook of my mouth. This wasn’t only a tomato sandwich; it was a holy expertise.
“You haven’t had a tomato till you’ve had a summer season tomato” and he or she was appropriate, as mothers are usually.
The nice and cozy tomato sandwich is the explanation I develop tomatoes in my very own backyard each summer season. So, I can sit out on my again porch with a tomato sandwich, heavy on the mayo, mild on the bread. If I’ve any luck, the tomato remains to be scorching from the solar. And this summer season, there’s been loads of luck. My backyard has by no means been so overrun with tomatoes.
Right now I’m utilizing a sq. from a focaccia I used to be testing however on a traditional day it’s white, nation bread, or buttermilk. Don’t toast the bread. You need it smooth. Lather on a layer of mayo to your choice.
Slice a backyard tomato. Right now this Mortgage Lifter (sure, that’s the identify of the tomato) was prepared for the taking. Deep pink all over. Sprinkle with flur de sel, and crack pepper instantly excessive. The juices will begin flowing.
Layer on high of the mayo and shut the sandwich. You received’t remorse one minute of this expertise. I’d counsel a pairing of weight loss program coke and salted kettle chips. A crisp glass of Sauvignon Blanc and a wedge of brie will work too. It’s informal. It’s costly.
Now take it outdoors – a again porch, a backyard, the entrance door, a close-by park. Eat. Slurp. Lick. And be grateful.
