Or something like it.

I am up to my armpits in tomatoes.  I know – it’s a great problem to have!  I like to stew, puree and freeze them so I have a quick addition to soups, stews, sloppy joe, chilli, spaghetti. . . you get the idea.

When the ripened tomatoes had taken over my counter and surrounded the coffee maker like an army of angry little protestors, I decided I better do something with them even though it was 10 pm.  I sliced off the stems and threw them in my crock pot – Viola!

I don’t know why I never thought of this before.  I even thought to toss in some sprigs of my very own parsley and sweet basil!  They turned out terrific.  I shut the crock off when I turned the coffee maker on, and blended/froze the tomatoes after breakfast.  Then I dropped the crock in the dishwasher.  It may not be the same as having a cook or maid, but this morning it sure felt close enough.