21 Jul Fruits of the vine and I don’t mean wine

Posted at 19:35h in Journal entries by

Tonight’s dinner by my own hands (ok, and so  big momma Nature had something to do with it):

Warm, just plucked from the vine, two fat heirloom tomatoes, chunked and placed atop 4 slices of fresh mozzerella, drizzled with white balsamic vinegar, olive oil, spanked with coarse kosher salt, fresh ground pepper, and accompanied by a piece of rustic crusty bread.  Ohhhhh, and torn and strewn atop the tomatoes:  warm fresh basil leaves.

104.8 in the shade.  Yes, it is a DRY heat.   And another day in Paradise.