My kitchen was overflowing with tomatoes one day, when I harvested all the beef-hearts after high winds and heavy rains were forecasted (and, oh boy, they sure came!). It's the end of the tomato season for us, and we've been having tomatoes daily for a couple of months now. Plus I was in one of those experimental moods that sometimes happen when I'm in the kitchen, so I tried something I hadn't cooked in ages: stuffed tomatoes.
I stuffed them with a mixture of millet, buckwheat, quinoa and dry split peas, all cooked in scooped out tomato together with fresh herbs, chopped red onion and garlic.
When I took them out of the oven they looked to me like pretty tomato nests filled with tomatoey goodness. Why on earth hadn't I made them in so long?
