Well, I suppose a person blinks more than twice in three weeks, so I must have. But if I did, I was too busy moving in my man, putting in overtime at work and planning a trip to Istanbul to notice. Which isn’t too bad, if you think about it, because it means I can post the picture above with impunity. In my world, tomatoes are deep red because summer is still around. I can pair them with buffalo mozzarella, basil and olive oil and take them outside to call them dinner. Which I don’t, because I would freeze. But I could, believe you me.
More later this week, and with an actual recipe. Just let me catch up on my sleep first.