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Showing posts with label tomatoes. Show all posts

Restored. . .

After a weekend of fun and sun, and beer, I got home today feeling a little, how do we say?  Funky?  Yes, funky.  I felt the funk.  I was all funked up!  So with that I knew that my body was asking for something specific, something restorative.

While browsing the kitchen staples it occurred to me that I am overrun with tomatoes (yes, I am Sherlock) and I can only eat so much tomato and cucumber salad.


I peeped in the freezer and found a half gallon of chicken stock, so hey I made some tomato soup.

But before I dispense with the recipe, let's take another look at that word "restorative."  The word restaurant comes from the French word "restaurer" which means "to restore."  A restorative several centuries ago was generally a soup or stew that was served in these early restaurants.

Today's restorative takes into account the long lineage of cooking history and pairs it with the simple tomato, a food source as old as time itself.  And in this version, we leave the heavy thickener of roux behind and rely solely on the tomato itself, a smidge of heavy cream and a light cornstarch slurry to add the necessary body to the soup.

Garden Tomato Bisque with Thyme and Basil

5-6 lbs. Tomatoes, chopped
1 medium onion, large dice
1 stalk celery, medium dice
5 cloves garlic, minced
1 Tbsp. Red Wine Vinegar
3/4 Tbsp. Worcestershire Sauce
1/2 gal. chicken stock
1/2 - 3/4 cup heavy cream
1 tsp. Thyme
1 Tbsp. Basil
Salt and Pepper, to taste
(Optional:  a little sugar to balance the tomato acid if the tomatoes aren't ripe like these)

Add a bit of butter to a pot of adequate size and saute the onions and celery for 6 to 8 minutes over medium heat.


Add the garlic. . .


and saute for 4 minutes more.

While this cooks, core the tomatoes and chop them anyway you please.  No need to get fancy here, just need to open the babies up so all that good flavor comes out.


Add the tomatoes, thyme, basil and bay leaf, saute for a few minutes until the tomatoes begin to release their juices.  Add the red wine vinegar (or substitute 1/2 cup of white wine), Worcestershire sauce, salt and pepper.


Add the chicken stock. 


Bring the mixture to a boil and as with all boiling operations, a nasty scum will rise to the top which we shall ladle away, right?  The French call this "depouillage" which sounds so much more beautiful than the English "skimming the scum."  Oh well.

Let this cook for about 30 minutes or until you get a reduction of about 1/4 the volume.  Remove from the heat and in batches, blend in your blender to puree the soup.  Now, here I will diverge a bit from typical French cookery.  I only pulsed my tomato mixture for a few second for each batch.  I like to have all the "debris" in my soup, but should you require a finer mixture, simply blend longer.  If you want it to be ultra fine and smooth, pass the pureed mixture through a fine sieve Like a good Frenchman would, which will remove all of the skins and seeds, but also a lot of the body of the soup.


Alternatively, you can peel and seed the tomatoes beforehand, which is a real pain in the nether regions, but you will still have the benefit of the pulp of the fruit that adds body to the soup.  I like it full of stuff, seeds, skins, whatever, it's a personal choice.


Return the mixture to the pot and over medium heat, add 1/2 to 3/4 cups of heavy cream.  Let this cook for about 10 minutes longer until it reduces further and thickens. 
 


Check the consistency and if it is lacking, mix equal parts of cornstarch and cold water to create a slurry. 


Bring the mixture to a boil and add the slurry a little at the time until the desired consistency is reached.

Serve your soup with garlic croutons or even better make some grilled cheese mini-sandwiches to go with it.  Or even a step further, mix 1 part of gorgonzola with two parts butter, smear that on some crostinis and bake in the oven until brown and bubbly.  Add a few tender basil leaves to your soup and you have food fit for a king or a partygoer in need of the recuperative powers of soup.  Enjoy!

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Red Gold. . .

The big payoff is here.

This is what I sweat and toil away in the garden for every spring and summer.  This is only about half of what's out there, especially for the cherry tomatoes.  I wish there was an easier way to pick those little devils, like with a tiny tomato vacuum cleaner or something.  There are still a jillion and one of them left and I just flat wore out.

Gardening is good.  So good.

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The Midnight Garden. . .

There hasn't been a whole lotta sunshine in my life lately, but the garden still offers it's quiet sanctuary where I can escape from the ghosts which haunt me.

I picked the first of what appears to be THOUSANDS of Cherry 100 tomatoes and they are just as sweet as they look right off the vine.  Bug poo and dirt included.. . .


From the photo below, it won't be long before I am inundated with cherry toms. . .but really, am I complaining?  Just means more cucumber and tomato salad this summer and now that I have three kinds of basil out on the porch, including a spicy purple variety, the salad will be a delightful and fresh way to beat the summer heat.



Here are the larger Celebrity variety that appear to be maturing nicely with no sign of blossom end rot which is the bane of the Southern gardener due to our clayey soils, but this year I see no signs of calcium deficiency.  So. . .yay!


Also, my sweet bell pepper plants are doing quite well as I have struggled with them for four years.  The lack of production and small, irregular sizes of the peppers have been a huge disappointment over the years, but it seems I have the soil conditions just right for good fruit.  Also, I hope to get some pickings before the real summer heat sets in.  All peppers I have ever planted produced more and appeared healthier either early in the season or once the heat has passed in September.


The okra is coming along nicely less than 6 weeks after planting.  I think the soil has never been better for gardening.  Lime, lime and more lime.  And lots of cow poo.


And finally, besides tomatoes, my next favorite garden vegetable, well legume actually, purple hull peas!  Remember what they looked like about a month ago?  Well, TA DA!!


If the insanely large elephant ear on the other side of the house doesn't eat us this year, this out of control goodness probably will, unless we eat it first, of course.


All I need now is my favorite cornbread recipe and the maker who makes it.  Where is my favorite cornbread maker anyway?

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Easy Pickins. . . .

One fact of life:  life will not be stopped.

And such is the case in the garden this evening.  remember the "baby squishes" from last week?  Well, TA DA!


Man, can't wait for some fried squash!

And those tomatoes?  They are coming along nicely too.  The weekend rain sure helped everything and without a doubt I am one happy garden ape.

Here is the Cherry 100 variety. . .



And below are what I think are Better Boy. . .could be Arkansas Traveler, I'll have to check on that.


Lots of good eating ahead folks.  And it's gonna be a toss-up between what I like better, fresh tomatoes or a pot full of purple hull peas.  Ah, the choices!  What do you think?

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Garden Variety. . .

Although it's been tough to find time to garden this year, I have managed to get a few items planted. So far we have four kinds of tomatoes, sweet bell peppers, crook-neck squash, okra and purple hull peas.

Life is coming hard and fast these days and the garden offers a quiet sanctuary to ponder weighty thoughts and be one with the natural world. There is something satisfyingly simple and soothing about being out there alone amongst the growing things and admiring the great tenacity of life.

Here is a close-up of the squash. I guess one might call those "baby squishes."


And here are the very healthy and much awaited purple hull peas.  And my homemade "trellis of disorder", which last year wasn't so effective because I did not have it constructed before these vining peas sent out the climbing "shoot" and flopped over on the ground to grapple with the grass and each other.  This year I expect better results.  Man, fresh oven-baked cornbread and purple hulls peas?  Nothing better!


And let's not forget the tomato, the true fruit of summertime labor.  You know I was wrong, I think i have more than four varieties planted.  Let's see:  Better Boy, Arkansas Traveler, Celebrity, Big Boy, Sweet 100 and another indeterminate cherry type tomato that I cannot recall.  No matter, all tomatoes are good and it's always the highlight of the summer to have a fresh tomato from the garden.  Can't wait!

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Repose. . .


topsy-turvy tomatillo at night
egypt hill, mississippi - may 2009

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Hey Lou. . .

put down the glue you've been sniffing and step away from the desk slowly.

People used to respect you. Now you are nothing more than a blathering idiot, in the process making Keith Olbermann look moderate, and no one is paying attention to you any longer.

The government is useless and will NEVER be able to protect us from every "threat" on the planet especially germs. Get with the program here on Earth. You are on Earth aren't you?

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Attack Of The Killer Tomatoes!!!

Here is the first big haul from the garden. These are Better Boy, Celebrity and Arkansas Traveler varieties.

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Radiation. . .

Today was a battle. Me vs. the Sun.

I was out in the garden this morning trying to weed and clean things up a bit. I'm still fighting the blossom end rot problem and bugs. I do my best to have an "organic" garden, whatever the hell that means. I try not to use any pesticides because Bobcat likes to dig around in the dirt and do her kitty business and also the pond is only 15 yards away and I don't want any nasty chemicals floating around in there. Last year I did have to use Sevin dust once when the stinkbugs got out of hand. This year I haven't had much of a problem with stinkbugs, but there are an infinite variety of aphid-like critters hiding out underneath the leaves of the tomatoes. And apparently, as indicated by a couple of completely bare tomato plants, the leafcutters are out there too. I suspect I have no choice but to use the dust.

I considered buying some ladybugs in bulk to release into the garden, but my brother told me he tried that once and the damn things just flew away up into the eaves of his house and lived up there for a couple of years.

*Sigh*

Oh yeah, Me vs. the Sun. The Sun won that battle. I had to come in and take a cold shower to cool off this morning. Then a nap. I just don't see how people farmed in Mississippi back in the day with summers like we have. It's a miracle.

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The Harvest. . .

For the last weeks, I've been quietly ignoring my garden, first because I'm lazy and secondly, well. . .see reason #1.

The truth is, I knew some of the Johnson grass has gotten out of hand and there is a fire ant bed that requires removal and lastly, I need to tie up some of my indeterminate varieties of tomatoes as I have just let them flop about and become a sight unruly. I sorta like the unkempt, disheveled look around the garden, it fits my style.

The glorious thing about Mother Nature is that she could care less about the Johnson grass, or the ants or the tying up of sprawling tomato plants. Leave her to her own devices and she will create beauty and take it all in the same breath. That is her will and we are mercilessly powerless against it and her.

As it is, life continues. . .always.

We can only step back in awe at the persistence, strength and tenacity of life. Life is all around us and a large majority of the daily living and breathing is simply ignored. So, stop and take a long look every now and again, bend over and truly examine the pattern of a plant leaf, the brilliant color of a flower or the tiny spider who engineered a web in your windowsill.

Revel in the glory of the creation.

Life is a unique phenomenon and to begin to understand it starts with seeing and acknowledging it first, and secondly, respecting it.

Here is what Mother Nature was kind enough to yield for my enjoyment today:



Leeks, tomatoes, squash, zucchini and red potatoes.



This sure beats dumpster diving.

Link Tip: JWF

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Garden Happenings. . .

Below is a prime example of the beginnings of Blossom End Rot. BER, simplified, is a calcium deficiency in the tomato plant which causes it to rot from the blossom end, hence the name. The condition is typically exacerbated by extreme pH imbalances, either high or low, or by intermittent watering or drastic swings in the moisture content of the soil. Other culprits can be too much nitrogen in the soil or even physical damage to the root system. In Mississippi, central and south central, BER is usually a LACK of calcium in the soil. Our soils are generally clayey and we add raw, ground limestone (agricultural lime) during initial soil bed preparation to help "break down" the clays and add the necessary mineral, however this methodology is very slow and when the plant is making fruit and BER appears, there is no time to waste.

Mix up a slurry of ag lime and water and apply it to the base of each plant affected. To the best of my knowledge, there is no such thing as overdosing the plants with too much calcium, but use good judgment. If you're out there slopping the stuff around like Inspector Clouseau investigating the latest crime, surely something bad will befall your plants. As a rule of thumb, less is probably better than more in this case. And should you splash a bit about the leaves and fruit, spray the areas liberally with water. Lime will burn your plants with direct contact.

I am expecting a bumper crop of tomatoes for the first harvest, so any of you so-called friends who never send me Christmas cards or Birthday greetings can rest assured that if my gifts are mailed by the end of next week, we might be able to work something out.

And finally, below we find the beautiful surprise turnips and there are a few whoppers in there. I'd give some of these away too, but I know that none of you jokers like turnips, so tough tooty.

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Tasty Eats. . .

Remember THIS tomato?

Here it is today. A big, juicy, well-formed fruit. I suspect in a couple more weeks it'll be ready. I've had a little trouble with blossom end rot, which is not uncommon with our clayey soils and is nothing that a blast of lime won't fix, but man do I hate tossing tomatoes over the fence. Call me greedy.



This dandy little turnip below and his turnip friends are quite the Spring surprise. They are in the same bed with my Celebrity tomatoes. I noticed some rather familiar looking leaves popping up here and there several weeks ago and I thought, at first, that it might be immature arugula because of the shape of the leaf, as I had let the winter arugula go to seed before I pulled the plants. I let the mystery plants grow just to see what the heck they were.


As the leaves became larger I had convinced myself that they were dandelions or some other weed and once the leaves grew taller than the tomato plants it was time for them to go!! Much to my surprise when I pulled the first plant, there was a tiny little turnip attached to the end. I was bumfuzzled. Where the heck did these come from? And then I remembered. Last year I planted a row of turnip seed that never germinated. I guess the little beggars sat there throughout Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter, only to pop up this year as the biggest garden surprise to date!

"I's loves me somes turnips" someone once said and you know what. . .I's doos toos.

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Who's On First?

I guess I jumped the gun.

Judging by the size of this tomato I am convinced that IT is actually the first of the year. After the hard freeze we had a couple of weeks ago, I had to prune many of the tops of the tomato plants back, which has yielded a bushier plant. This little beggar and his cohort were hidng deep beneath the foliage and belong the the variety "Better Boy".

Better Boy tomatoes are usually heavy producers of medium sized, fine, flavorful, fleshy fruits. Hey, an alliteration! Eat your heart out Shakespeare.

I can't wait. I'm really tired of off-season hothouse tomatoes and those things they claim to be tomatoes, but are actually yellow-orange, bitter, juiceless, mealy fruits from places like Peru and California. Sorry Greasy, no offense to your lovely state.

Below is a photo of some flowers in the garden. I can't remember what they're called. I think you can eat them. Who gives a shit. Where are the tomatoes???


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Oh, Hello. . .

The first tomatoes have arrived!!


And in the beautiful irony that is life, this variety is called "Celebrity".

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Garden Photos. . .



Roma Tomatoes
Egypt Hill, Mississippi - May 2007

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