It’s so quiet. Just me and tomatoes and soft rain. My heart beats a nightshade rhythm. Ripe green, mango orange, peach fuzz, blood beet red. Striated and lobed, thin skin barely holding in a flood of tomato tears. Pare, peel, process, preserve.
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The food journal of a chef/chocolatier in love with relentless flavor, endless umami, ethical sourcing, Hudson Valley produce, and kicking corporations off the dinner table.
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