When I got home from class on Wednesday night, I wandered into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I stood there for a moment, staring blankly at the contents, half hoping that there wouldn't be anything inside so that I could just pour a bowl of cereal and plop down on the couch. Instead, there was a bowl of aging tomatoes that demanded to be cooked.
I had bought them over the weekend at my local produce market on clearance, six big tomatoes for $.99. So they were already starting to show signs of wilt when I brought them into the apartment, and 4+ days in the fridge hadn't helped measures much. I brought them out onto the counter, along with a large pan, half an onion and a few cloves of garlic. I got the onion and garlic chopped and simmering in a little olive oil over low heat and turned my attention to the tomatoes.
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