Tomato Pie

That's right....Tomato Pie. I feel my accomplishment has made me a complete southern woman. While waiting on the Handyman to get home and clean up for a neighborhood cookout, I pondered as to what I would contribute to the communal soiree. As I looked about my kitchen, still without a backsplash promised 3 years ago, I noticed that my homegrown tomatoes were screaming for a purpose. And, at the end of this wonderful summer season, I'm surprised I haven't experienced some weird nutritional problem because I've consumed an irrational amount of the rosy vegetable/fruits! So what to do?

I didn't go to my great grandmother's dusty cookbook. Instead I rubbed my computer and asked the recipe genie. She didn't disappoint! I scrolled through summer vegetable salads, salsas, and then I saw it.....it sounded so southern and somehow I knew that if I showed up with a Tomato Pie then I would be exalted, esteemed, truly valued...oh yeah!!!!!!

Amongst the competitors at the table, my Tomato Pie stood out! It sang to many and danced upon their pallets. I got sooooo much attention because people said, "Did you REALLY make this?" Why yes I did. Thank you recipe genie inside my computer - and watch out Paula Deen!!!!!!!!!!!!