Wednesday, August 22, 2012

The Prize Winnah

We're having a great tomato crop this year. One of the best ever. But every year, amidst all that succulence and ripeness and juiciness, there's always a prizewinner . . .

This year it was tucked deep within the plants . . .

. . . which was no problemo for our own Mistah Schleckah . . .

. . . see?

Oh, what a gorgeous prize winnah.


On Jennie's birthday, I sliced it right up . . .

. . . slicey love.

Oh dear.

And we presented it upon a lovely platter, with Jennie's pesto . . .

. . . and some kick-ass olive oil.

Oh, how I love to work the food in the kitchen with my peeps.

And the result?

Prize Winnah Summer Sunshine Buckets of Love.

1 comment:

Me, You, or Ellie said...

YUM! Yum. Yum. Lucky you, lucky Mistah, and lucky Jennie. (Happy belated, Jennie!)

Adding this to my ever-growing list of things one MUST do when visiting New London -- stop by Ellie's house to partake in "Prize Winnah Summer Sunshine Buckets of Love."