I completely ignored heirloom tomatoes at the farmer's market last season. The odd shaped fruit with irregular colour often paled to the hothouse tomatoes. This week, a farmer offered me a taste. He cut off a wedge and passed it to me. Juice dripped down his hand and mine. I popped the whole thing into my mouth. It was sweet, juicy and not acidic, I don't know how they are for cooking. I never have any leftover. Some fresh bread, sliced tomatoes, pepper and salt and voila, super relish.
Speaking of bread, I made some yesterday. My new friend TC came over to show me the tricks of whole wheat bread making.