Every Friday, we’re mixing things up with a different kind of food writing. More specifically, food poetry to be read slowly, over your morning coffee. This week: tomatoes.
Coming hand in hand with tomato season is a tomato dilemma: what to do with them all? At the office, we’re partial to just a drizzle of olive oil and a bit of salt, but that’s because we hardly have the patience to wait any longer to eat them. The walk back from the market is about all we can usually stand.
Our latest food poem, published in Alimentum, muses on this summertime dilemma. If you want a poetic solution, this one is for you.
The Best of Both by Nancy Vienneau
I have a thing for most foods topped with a fried egg, a strange disdain for overly soupy tomato sauce, and I can never make it home without ripping off the end of a newly-bought baguette. I like spoons very much.
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