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  • Written by Madelaine Bullwinkel

THE HISTORY OF THE "LOVE APPLE"

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Tomato lovers wait impatiently for late summer when they can eat them fresh off the vine. Home gardeners are now harvesting bright red and yellow globes from plants they have nurtured over the summer in a sunny space, in my case, a spot the diameter of a beach ball. Why go to tthe trouble when tomatoes in all sizes, colors and shapes are readily available and affordable throughout the year?

The reason is equal parts a love of the tomato’s natural flavor and my resistance to the flavor limitations imposed by our current food supply. There’s also the fascinating story of the tomato’s unlikely evolution from a bitter berry on a scrawny weed in what is now Peru two millennia ago, to today’s juicy heirloom descendants.   

At the beginning of the early Christian era, Mesoamericans began hand- selecting seeds from plants whose bitter fruit was just a little larger and a little less alkaloid than its neighbors.  By the time the first explorers returned with tomatoes from the New World, they had developed to become a yellow fruit with a mix of acidity and sweetness. 

 

The first image of a 'Love Apple" by Mattioli in 1554

This New World plant received mixed reviews in16th century Europe. The tomato was considered toxic in places that stressed its membership in the nightshade family. The opposite view relied on biblical stories that related the resemblance of its forked root to the human body. A yellow tomato was the original ‘love apple’ with the powers of an aphrodisiac. (Any suggestion that modern tomato cocktails are ‘love potions’ is unintended.) 

Contemporary heirloom tomatoes maintain their identity through seed collection just as pre-Columbian people nurtured the original tomato's development. These fruits are sweeter, tastier but more fragile than supermarket tomatoes that are hybrids, developed in the 19th century to serve the needs of commerce. The hardiness of supermarket tomatoes has come at the expense of their acidity, aroma and flavor.  

Refrigeration remains the most demanding limitation all tomatoes place on those who want an optimal taste experience. Cold temperatures break down its cellular structure and arrest the fruit’s production of flavor volatiles.  Cooking, on the other hand, has the beneficial effect of concentrating the tomato’s flavor and caramelizing its sugars. 

With this limitation in mind, I harvested my Cherokee Purple tomatoes last weekend from a single plant in my kitchen garden. The first ones to ripen were cut into thick, moist slices for sandwiches and diced in salads.  The remaining fruit ripened soon thereafter, a characteristic of heirlooms. I sliced and roastied them for 40 minutes in a 400 degree oven, strained out seeds and skin in a food mill, then froze the puree to use in sauces and stews during the holidays.  

The rest of the year I rely on San Marzano tomatoes purchased in 28 ounce cans, whole, diced or pureed, available in most parts of the country. These are heirloom tomatoes grown on volcanic soil in Italy and cans bear the DOP insignia, an EU-sponsored mark of quality. Shop carefully and avoid the copycat San Merican brand tomatoes; its label is almost identical, its contents are not.  

   
  • Written by Madelaine Bullwinkel

AUGUST ROUNDUP

Immediately after I sent out my post about cooking with a walker, Jeff Abell, a longtime cooking class student at Chicago’s Alliance Française sent a ingenious vegetarian recipe for Mexican Street Corn, Rice and Beans. Not only does this tasty trio contain all nine essential amino acids, they are inexpensive and shelf stable either packaged, canned or frozen. The recipe’s mayo-based dressing includes tasty chili, citrus and cheese flavors. (If you substitute a non-dairy mayo and cheese, the dish is vegan.)

This dish is delicious warm or at room temperature and keeps well which makes it the perfect contribution to a picnic or potluck. My daughter visiting from Los Angeles reminded me that this dish is called Cowboy Caviar on the West Coast. The name has stuck, So has the pleasure of customizing the dressing to the taste preferences of one’s audience.

The salad’s numerous dressing ingredients will challenge the cook traversing the kitchen with a walker. Luckily, an excellent solution arrived from Kathy Oswald soon after Jeff's recipe. Kathy sent a link to a tray that is easily attached to a walker. She gifts this item to friends who have recently undergone hip or knee surgery.

I am happy to report that the walker I used, courtesy of Lemont’s lending closet of medical equipment, was returned some time ago. I am embracing physical therapy inspired by thoughts of my culinary trip to Morocco in October. I’m setting aside my sturdy walking shoes and gathering layers of light, comfortable clothing for temperatures that will be warm enough for a swim and cool enough for sightseeing. A decision on a hat for sunny days is pending.

This tour is exclusively for a dozen women. An opening for single is still available for anyone who loves to discover a country’s culture by eating and preparing its foods, tasting its wines and visiting its historic sites. To learn more, visit Morocco: A Culinary Crossroads.

  • Written by Madelaine Bullwinkel

COOKING WITH A WALKER

The only kitchen companion less desirable than a hyperactive dog is a rolling walker. Imagine trying to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, one hand clinging to a flimsy, four-legged metal frame with no turning radius. This was my new reality four weeks ago following hip replacement surgery. How was I going to I feed myself in the style to which I’m accustomed? Ordering in was not the solution.

What I longed for was the kitchen in my very first apartment. In a previous lifetime it had been a closet. After remodeling, it held a refrigerator, a sink and a cooktop/oven, one on each wall. There was just enough room for one person to stand in this space. Everything one could possibly need was within arm’s reach.

Where does one go today for advice on how to get a meal on the table with no prep time? Ask one’s adult child who is living the dream in a one bedroom apartment. My daughter, Celia, advised me to check out the frozen food section at Trader Joe’s. There I found a treasure trove of frozen entrees from mac and cheese to eggplant curry; a few of them contained a tolerable level of sodium. I also tossed bags of frozen peas and corn into my cart anticipating the need to add color, nutrition and texture to my plate.

Back home, I cooked, cooled and refrigerated a pound of penne pasta. The rice cooker produced several days worth of bedding for stews and a binder for fried rice with no effort on my part. Note: I refrigerated the rice immediately after it had cooled.

Fresh produce was the only essential part of my diet that was difficult to purchase pre-op. Three days after surgery, I had the local big-box grocery store deliver fresh produce. What I received must have been selected by someone with their eyes closed. Just my luck. At this point I went off-script and drove a half-mile to the closest market, parked my car next to a rack of empty carts and grabbed the closest one. It made a great shopping-walker.

The first two weeks after my surgery just happened to coincide with a heatwave that worked in my favor. Who needs a recipe when there is a supply of fresh produce, tinned meat and fish, cheese and dressing ingredients at hand? Salads make themselves. The French have an expression - au pif - for improvisational cooking. Chefs distain the idea of this random style, which only heightens its appeal.

When I felt confident enough to step away from the walker, I began to cook quick egg dishes. With minimum effort the same salad ingredients, quickly sautéed, served as a colorful base that morphed into a frittata with the addition of eggs.

An 8 inch, nonstick skillet is the ideal size for a single serving. It takes less than five minutes to chop and sauté small portions of onion, bell pepper and cherry tomato, strew on a few green leaves of spinach or kale, and scatter on a handful of cooked pasta or rice. Beat together two or three large eggs with a tablespoon or two of water, season with salt, pepper and chopped herbs or a little chili powder. Pour this egg mixture over the softened contents in the pan. As the eggs solidify around the veggies, sprinkle on a layer of your favorite grated cheese. Just before the surface sets, place the skillet four inches from the broiler flame in the oven and watch it turn golden brown. Voila!

Have you had any ‘cooking with a walker’ experiences you’d like to share? Please send them to me at This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.. I will be happy to pass them on.