A neighborhood mom invited us over for a playdate. When we arrived the kids went off to play and I sat at the kitchen table with the mom who kept cracking her knuckles. At first I was fine with it, but then it kept happening. I wondered what was going on. She cracked each finger and then her toes. I was trying to make conversation with her, but this was distracting. Then she asked if I wanted a salad, she had about fifty tomatoes from her garden on her counter. Hey, why not, right, they looked great.
She washed them and then started to cut them up. Then she gutted every tomato. I mean, totally. She took the insides out completely and made a giant pile of the slimy jelly stuff. It was making me sick to see this big mound of tomato guts and seeds on her counter. I asked her about this technique and she said this is what top chefs do; they remove the insides of tomatoes. I had never heard of this. I felt cheated in a way, I mean, the tomatoes looked great, but now they were looking so dry. It wasn’t right.
She cracked her knuckles once more, picked up the giant mound of tomato guts and forced it down the garbage disposal. She said she dreams that one day she will be able to grow frankentomatoes that won’t have slimy insides. It’s definitely good to have dreams.
Are there any top chefs reading this? Are we all supposed to be gutting our tomatoes?