I don't know exactly what it was. Maybe I was tired of all the winter squashes and soups and stews (which I DO love), but I wanted something fresh and colorful, and, well, summery.
But every store had the same stock problem - pallid, sad-looking, more yellowish-orange than red spheres that were trying to pass as tomatoes.
I was resigned. No tomatoes for me.
AND THEN IT HAPPENED...
I happened on the most amazing looking, bright red, plump tomatoes.
I just knew I had to do something special with them.
I had some leftover chicken which I shredded. I tossed on some oregano, basil, and garlic.
Added the chopped tomatoes on top and topped with cheese. (Note the parchment paper? That was because last time, I lost half the cheesy goodness when it stuck to the pan.)
I like my cheese crusty, so I cooked it until it looked almost burnt.
|There's a peek inside under the cheese crust.|
While the chicken and tomatoes were cooking, I boiled up some cavatappi, then spooned the deliciousness on top.
So, do you crave summer dishes in winter and winter dishes in summer, or is it just me?
I might be crazy, but I prefer to think I just like variety.