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.