Yankees reading this site: go away. Nothing to see here. Move along.
Our neighbors have a vegetable garden, and their crop of tomatoes this year is impressive. Two weekends in a row now, we have been gifted with a shirt-full of tomatoes. I mentioned that I like fried green tomatoes and this last batch was all BIG green ones.
So, last night, I looked up a recipe for Fried Green Tomatoes, invited my mother over, and we had Fried Green Tomatoes and BLTs (using tomatoes that have turned red since last weekend). It was heavenly. Tip: (and I don’t remember where I heard or read this, but it’s true) to minimize the amount of breading that comes off during the frying process, bread the tomatoes and then let them rest for about an hour in the fridge before you actually fry them.
Yum.
Might actually have Fried Green Tomatoes again for lunch today. I know, it’s crazy. I love being Southern sometimes. Yum.
THANK YOU! It seems all I’ve been finding lately is people who detest tomatoes. I grew up in a house where a side dish was tomatoes with salt and pepper. We ate them like apples.. especially when they were homegrown and fresh off of the vine.
Kudos to your heritage.
Yeah — the first batch of tomatoes he brought over were red and still warm from the vine… Those are the BEST. Mom used to grow tomatoes, and she and I would just go out there sometimes and pick them, wipe them off, and eat them without bothering to go back into the house.
I *love* tomatoes. Love ’em.
They’re good for our prostate, too. 😀
Oh. Well. THAT’s a relief.
Tomatoes with salt and pepper…. yum.
Yankee here…Southern by marriage. We eat ‘maters,’ as Grandaddy called ’em, but I’ve never had a fried green one!
Got any cobbler, though? That I’ll eat!
Mmmmmmm….. Cobbler.
OK, Jerry. I’m going to the Farmer’s Market this afternoon, on a quest for some peaches. There will be some cobbler in your immediate future.
Sweet.
Despite my parents best efforts to the contrary, I could never deal with the slimy part of fresh tomatoes. From the store. From the Farmer’s Market. Fresh off the vine from the garden. They all have slimy seeds.
I can deal with them if the seeds have been removed from my presence. But my dad (who once, and only once, tried to get Kaitlyn to eat bacon fat) would insist that the slimy seeds were a vital part of my personal nutrition.
Force feed me the slimy seeds. Yea. That helps.
Never had one fried. The seed thing may still be an issue tho’.
Tomatoes are best sauced. Better for the prostate that way too…. 😉
Undercover yankee I may be, but I have NEVER met a tomato I didn’t like. I imagine that I would love them fried, given the opportunity. Wonder if you can get them green ’round these parts…
Peach Cobbler was good, though a bit too sweet. After the diabetic shock, I felt a lot better.
OK, not really. No diabetic shock. But it was SO sweet, I needed ICE CREAM to cut the sugar. Seriously.
Got it out of a Georgia cookbook. Apparently they like their sugar over there. Good GRIEF.