In late September, as cool weather creeps in, I become aware that the waning moments of summer tomatoes are imminent. I hunger for a last bit of lusciousness that only food in its season can convey.

I pick out some “real” tomatoes at the farmer’s market — no matter how unkempt they may look — to savor the perfect,  simple way I learned from my friend Anthony Giglio: slice tomatoes thickly, salt them generously just before eating, and toss with fine extra virgin olive oil and torn basil leaves if you like. Eat as is, or with slabs of fresh mozzarella and/or great bread for mopping the juices.

Sally Schneider

Eating them, I remember Neruda’s Ode to Tomatoes, marveling at how it echoes Anthony’s instruction…

The street
filled with tomatoes
light is
its juice
through the streets.
In December,
the tomato
the kitchen,
it enters at lunchtime,
its ease
on countertops,
among glasses,
butter dishes,
blue saltcellars.
It sheds
its own light,
benign majesty.
Unfortunately, we must
murder it:
the knife
into living flesh,
a cool
populates the salads
of Chile,
happily, it is wed
to the clear onion,
and to celebrate the union
child of the olive,
onto its halved hemispheres,
its fragrance,
salt, its magnetism;
it is the wedding
of the day,
its flag,
bubble vigorously,
the aroma
of the roast
at the door,
it’s time!
come on!
and, on
the table, at the midpoint
of summer,
the tomato,
star of earth,
and fertile
its convolutions,
its canals,
its remarkable amplitude
and abundance,
no pit,
no husk,
no leaves or thorns,
the tomato offers
its gift
of fiery color
and cool completeness.

Unlike Neruda’s experience in the temperate southern hemisphere, on the east coast of the United States, perfect tomatoes don’t invade the kitchen in December unabated. So every September, I also slow-roast batch after batch to capture their summer flavor for the dark days of winter. I use them as an instant hors d’oeuvre, in tomato tarts and pizzas, as pasta sauce, as jam…(You’ll find many delicious things to do with them, here.)

This, too, is the simplest of preparations, requiring only olive oil, salt and time (a batch takes about 3 hours unattended, while you do other things…)

Recipe: Essential Slow-Roasted Tomatoes

To roast tiny cherry, grape and egg tomatoes, follow the method below.
Roast egg or grape tomatoes about 1 hour; cherry tomatoes about 1 1/2 hours.

Makes about 60 roasted tomato halves, 2 1/4 cups mashed or pureed

4 pounds ripe or nearly ripe tomatoes, about 30 plum tomatoes, or 12 to 16 regular tomatoes

Extra-virgin olive oil

About 1 teaspoon sugar

About 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt

Freshly ground black pepper

Preheat the oven to 325’. Slice the plum tomatoes in half lengthwise through the stem; larger tomatoes should be quartered through the stem. In a medium bowl, toss the tomatoes with the olive oil to coat. Arrange the tomatoes cut-side-up on a large baking sheet. Sprinkle with sugar, salt and pepper.

Roast the tomatoes 2 1/2 to 3 hours, until the tomatoes have lost most of their liquid and are just beginning to brown. They should look like dried apricots and hold their shape when moved. If some tomatoes are done before others, remove them with a spatula while you continue cooking the rest. Cool to room temperature.

To serve the tomatoes as an hors d’oeuvre or size dish, arrange in concentric circles on a round or oval platter. Drizzle with extra virgin olive oil.

Store the tomatoes covered in the refrigerator up to 1 week, or up to 3 months in a plastic container in the freezer. Once refrigerated, the tomatoes will soften and lose their chewy exterior though their flavor will be just as good.


Maria Robledo

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