Jason Horn
June 11, 2009

This week's CSA bag contained the first tomatoes of the season—the Cherokee Purple and what are I think three Romas you see here—which means summer has officially begun in my book. But it also reveals my dirty food secret:

I don't really like tomatoes.

I know, there has to be something wrong with me. I've read all the rhapsodizing over their wonderfulness (heck, I've even written some), and I understand I'm supposed to love fresh summer tomatoes, but I just don't get it. I'm great with red sauce, sun-dried tomatoes, pizza, but raw tomatoes just don't do it for me. All my foodie friends rave over caprese salad or even just a big plate of sliced tomato with salt and olive oil, but I'd still prefer just about any other vegetable or fruit.

But this summer I want to turn over a new leaf. I'm going to make myself like these things. But I need your help. Send me your best tomato recipe, the one that will get me over the hump. How can I turn myself into a tomato lover?

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