When I took this photo in August, I remember thinking that a plate of Caprese salad looks like Christmas.
In some latitudes, it might be possible to eat this dish as holiday fare. But here in South Carolina the only ripe tomatoes in evidence at this time of year are either sundried nuggets, a mason jar of carefully preserved sauce, or daydreams brought on by the arrival of the earliest seed catalogs.
This platter was made with scalloped Costoluto Genovese tomatoes and large-leaf basil still warm from the garden, and of course the photograph was taken before I splashed the whole thing with balsamic vinegar and extra virgin olive oil. The final result was gobbled up in a hurry.
It feels like Christmas this year arrived in a hurry and was gone in a hurry, too. But it was good nonetheless.
How about you? Were your celebrations all you hoped?