Our cool summer pushed all the garden rights of passage back by weeks. I doubted this day would come -- this day when I have more tomatoes than I can eat -- and more coming. These beauties aren't all ripe, but I'm harvesting them half green to preempt the greedy slugs that proliferate in cool, moist weather. Besides, seeing this bright platter on the dining room table makes me happy.
I had planned to can tomatoes, but energy is running low, so I think I'll roast and freeze them.