The Bounty of the Tomato Fairy

We parents are sometimes allowed to sleep until 7:30 a.m. It has been happening more often lately, especially after a particular recent blowup over the unneccessary waking of Daddy at 5:30 a.m., which seems to have made a difference. Some mornings we wake to find our boys peacefully looking at books on the living-room couch. Other mornings we wake to hear them fighting over something that they both want. We were just telling some friends that lately, more often than not, our mornings have been gentler.

This morning, there was too much excitement in the air. Asher marched around the house shouting, “Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake UP!” Lucas was a little subtler, quietly saying, “Oh my! Look what the Tomato Fairy has brought us!” He had to repeat it a few times before his sleepy parents clued in.

Bounty of the Tomato Fairy

We came out to the kitchen to find this bounty, this glorious Lughnasadh gift from the Tomato Fairy. (I had no idea there was such a fairy! Imagine my surprise!) There on green and yellow silks rested gorgeous tomatoes from Lucas’s garden, harvested at their peak in the early morning stillness. A little note from the Tomato Fairy reads, “For The Wilson 18 tamatoo.” I’ve never seen anything cuter.

Tomatoes from the Tomato Fairy, Moved Outside for Better Light

A few of these were eaten with breakfast, then I took the rest outside where the light was better. My little 8-year-old gardener is pleased as punch. Now I’m on the hunt for the perfect dinner recipe for these beauties.

Happy First Fruits!

5 Responses to “The Bounty of the Tomato Fairy”

  • Janelle
    August 3, 2010 at 10:51 am

    Oh My GOD! I cannot stand it! Can I come live at your house for a few days? Puhlease? And here are some suggestions: Plain and simple – BLT’s. A little more fun but not much work – breakfast for dinner. We did it this way: saute green onions, chopped yellow pear tomatoes and thyme (all available in our garden!), add in scrambled eggs from real hens from a client’s house – oh the thrill of finding eggs – under a hen’s butt! WOW! Anyway, scramble up those creamy eggs (you *can* add a little spoon of mayo if you dare – it makes the eggs creamier and fluffier. Shhh! It’s a secret!), add cracked pepper and sea salt to taste, cover with your choice of shredded cheese as soon as the eggs are just almost done, cover the pan and turn off the heat. (this works best in a cast iron skillet, by the way) Make toast, slice up the larger tomatoes (none of ours as a pretty as yours but we “do” have some lovely Roma and a type called “Mr. Stripey”) and serve with some ice cold juice and maybe some sliced oranges. Tomatoes at their best! With s&p and a little of the melted cheese from the eggs – YUM.

    F&I are still just so darn pleased to have tomatoes that *taste* like tomatoes that so far we just want to eat them as close to right off the vine as possible. I have started dehydrating the yellow pear cherry tomatoes for use later on though. 🙂


  • Sara
    August 3, 2010 at 11:00 am

    Mmmm… great ideas! Thank you!


  • chris
    August 3, 2010 at 11:10 am

    Breakfast yesterday,
    Muffin toasted with a light dusting of mayo.
    Sliced fresh tomatoes
    Laughing Cow Swiss cheese spread on muffin
    Large Basil leaves.
    layer on
    I also concur with the BLTs – add avocado.


  • Lena
    August 3, 2010 at 9:17 pm

    Oh Tomatoes!!!! I love thee! the possibilities are endless really! I enjoyed this story. Way too cute!


  • Sara
    August 7, 2010 at 6:37 pm

    Hi Lena! Thanks for your kind words. I’m delighted to hear you enjoyed it. Hope you and your beautiful family are doing great!


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