Fried Green Tomatoes with Catsup
Ever since the movie of the same name, my daughters have clamored for fried green tomatoes (kind of makes me wish there had been a chick flick entitled “Liver and Onions” or “Fatty Italian Sausage,” two items I clamor for, but to no avail).
Last Sunday, the wife whipped up a batch of pan-fried green ones. Very simple: dip slices in beaten egg then corn meal and fry.
My job was to salt and pepper the ‘maters fresh from their hot oil bath. They were outstandingly good, one of those food items that is so wonderfully simple and flavorful, the tomato flesh absorbing none of the oil but just heating up enough to get the flavors going, the fried coat furnishing a fine contrast to the soft, almost gelatinous fruit inside.
At the picnic, the ever-thoughtful C2 gifted me with a most excellent dispenser for the universal condiment.
It’s pretty cool that with this catsup bottle, different shaped openings enable you to extrude the tomato puree in any number of patterns. Copy on the bottle challenges, “How creative are you?”
Tomatoes with catsup; a mother and child reunion, of sorts.
Hammond
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