Mr. Hawthorne came back from his family reunion
raving about a particular tomato casserole he had.
And this is from late July.
And this is from late July.
He really didn't offer up much of a description,
except that it was kinda sweet.
I decided to make my version of a tomato casserole,
hopefully to Mr. Hawthorne's expectations.
And his expectations are quite high.
I put a thin layer of extra virgin olive oil
in the bottom layer of a 6" dish.
Add a heaping layer of sliced, homegrown tomatoes.
Something I didn't do which I wish I had -
peel the tomatoes.
I always peel my tomatoes.
Don't know why I didn't this time.
The skins are un-chewable and un-swallowble.
Freshly ground salt and pepper.
Add torn basil and dot with goat cheese.
Another layer of 'maters, salted and peppered and ...
... marjoramed.
Fresh mozzarella from the deli.
Scallions.
Panko breadcrumbs.
Crumbled Ritz crackers and a drizzling of extra virgin olive oil.
Bake at 350° for 25 minutes.
I loved this.
Except for the tomato skins.
What a bother!
Mr. Hawthorne came over and tasted it.
"It's not sweet!"
The one thing he described
this dish as being was sweet.
And I forgot the sugar.
And I forgot the sugar.
So we sprinkled a little sugar over top.
Turned it into something else!
I think this would be even better
if you sprinkled maybe a 1/2 - 1 teaspoon sugar
over each tomato layer before baking.
Melted sugar is better.
Excellent!
Except for the skins.


