The San Marzano tomato plant I tried for the first time this year resulted in nothing but rotten fruit and the scariest caterpillars I’ve ever encountered, so that poor specimen has been dismantled. The cherry tomatoes, however, have done as well as they typically do – as has a Big Boy that snuck into the patch. All are coming into fruition this month, and it’s a scarlet celebration in our kitchen.
There’s a thrill to wandering about the patio, spying a ripe cherry tomato, and simply popping it into my mouth, where it explodes in a sweet and tart party on the tongue.
