We’re in the heat of tomato harvesting. And eating.
BLTs, Caprese Salads, Fresh Salsa, Omelets, etc etc.
I’m not saying I’m tired of fresh homegrown tomatoes. I’m just saying I’m looking for a little variety…spice of life, and all that.
In the kitchen one evening this week, I remembered something my grandmother used to fix in the summer. Something off the beaten path. Something unexpected. Something…well, perhaps, a bit weird. Although, knowing Granny’s ability to improvise in the kitchen, I should hardly have been surprised.
The first time she asked me to try it, my 14-year-old brain thought-No way! Not that I was opposed to either main ingredient. I just never paired them up in my brain before.
But she rarely steered me wrong, in culinary matters or life in general. So I tried it. And liked it.
A peanut butter and tomato sandwich.
She made it open-faced with toasted white bread, spread with creamy peanut butter (although crunchy works, too, and adds some interesting texture.) A thick slice of beefsteak tomato dotted with coarse salt topped the peanut butter.
Sweet. Savory. Delicious.
Do you have a snack that’s decidedly weird yet oddly delicious? Something that others might turn up their nose at but tastes divine (or at least, spark those neurons in our brain that remind us of days gone by.) If so, do tell…I’d love to hear about it!