Yesterday, I wanted stuffed tomatoes. I was up just after 5am in a severe swing about of ordinary habits, and sat drinking hot coffee on the hot terrace before the sun was up and thought about them.
Later I walked to Borough Hall with my yellow shopping bags and bought six summer tomatoes, from Jersey. I also bought - pounced on - all the black currants that Wilklow Orchards had to offer. That's another story. I collected basmati rice and dill on the way home.
In the kitchen, in the late afternoon, waiting for visitors, I chopped onion and sauteed it with allspice, and began to slice the tops of the tomatoes. The buzzer rang then, so I stopped. Much later I returned to my chopping board and chopped up dill and mixed it with the waiting rice, and stuffed the tomatoes. On the hot-hot day I turned on the oven.
Forty minutes later they were ready. Exactly what I had wanted. Filling some hole that had developed while I was not looking.
The updated recipe for these delicious things is next door at 66 Square Feet (the Food).
Oh this looks absolutely delicious! You might not believe it, but you are fortunate with the heat you are experiencing... here in the Netherlands we can only hope/pray/send smoke signals for heat in any form. Where oh where has summer gone?
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