My father came to get my children for lunch and my husband is raking hay on his lunch break (for those of you keeping up with farm life this field produced less than half of normal) so I indulged in my first tomato sandwich of the season.My children and husband don't enjoy the perfection of a tomato sandwich. Homemade bread, huge slabs of tomato, good mayonnaise, a bit of kosher salt and freshly ground pepper create a sweet, tart, salty perfection only to be found in the few short months of summer.
When I was growing up I never liked tomatoes unless they were in spaghetti sauce or ketchup. My parents raved and raved about the first tomato sandwich of the season and I remember thinking "Yuk!" My taste buds have matured and now I understand the simple perfection of this lowly sandwich.
I will share a few tomatoes with my parents so they can have their first taste of summer.
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I agree, few things beat the perfect tomato sandwich, homegrown tomatoes only, of course. Where we are, Minnesota, we still have 2 or 3 weeks until our first tomatoes will be ready.Sad, I know. I can't wait!
If it tastes as gorgeous as it looks, that's some sandwich :)
"good mayonnaise"
My son must agree with you ... he penciled in "Mayo with fat" on my shopping list. :)
I agree with your son. I wouldn't even begin to think of buying low fat mayonnaise. I am such a food snob. Save the calories else where.
In this town, I had a difficult time getting anything other than Miracle Whip or Blue Plate. Blue Plate is a Southern favorite, but give me home-made or Hellmans any day. I had to throw a hissy fit to get my mayonnaise down at the Piggly Wiggly.
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