Does anyone remember a movie, "Attack of the Killer Tomatoes?"
I always order a pack of tomatoes through Co-op, which usually contains about 3 to 4 of them in a plastic pack. And last week, one of my relatives gave us a bagful of home-grown tomatoes -- 5 or 6 of them in a plastic bag.
So I asked mom NOT to buy tomatoes any more. I asked her TWICE.
And a few days ago, when a fruit vendor truck came, OF COURSE mom bought a bagful, which contained 6 ripe -- very ripe tomatoes!
Help! Tomatoes! And More Tomatoes are Coming...
Now, we still have tomato sauce in our freezer from two years ago. There is absolutely no room for another large ziploc bag filled with tomato sauce. So ... you know what's left to do.
Yes. Another jam-making therapy session this afternoon.
I always use black pepper -- whole black pepper seeds. There's plenty left in the bag, by the way, because tomato jam and cherry tomato pickles are the only things that I use the pepper for.
Anyway, as in the title of this post, I really would like to thank the person who invented jam in the first place. Last month I fought against the invasive plant, Itadori (Japanese Knotweed) by making its young shoots into jam. And this time, these tomatoes.
HaHaHa... So, listen to me, fruits or vegetables or certain edible wild plants of the season! I'm not afraid of you any more! Come to my -- actually mom's -- kitchen anytime, and I'll make you into jam! No more waste! No more pulling my hair out saying, "AHHHHH What can I do with all these. They'll go bad soon!" HaHahaha....