[Yes, I do have some suppressed rage.]
This was the other day's tomato, still at Union Square. I bought it. It became my tomato. Last night I sliced its top off and scooped out its insides, which tasted very good. I reserved most of them, and lots of juice for gazpacho. [Click here for another tomato-juice application]
When I tipped them out of their brown paper bag, at home, this walked out of their accompanying pine needles:
Spiders for supper. My favourite.
After I'd calmed down I chopped some scallions/green onions, parsley, and some cubes of slab bacon I had baked last weekend, Hussar-style (long story), and sauteed that lot along with about a quarter of the tomato's insides. In went the sliced chanterelles. Then added some basmati rice cooked in chicken stock with a squeeze of lemon and tiny bit of brown sugar. And stuffed all that, with chopped terrace parsley, into the empty tomato. Baked for about 3/4's of an hour at 350'F adding a little water now and then.