Q: What happens when you visit the in-laws for vacation but the East Coast shuts down because of Irene*?
A: You come home with four kids and a hairy beast and a soggy husband and scrounge. The shelves look like Soviet markets circa 1982 or my older brother’s fridge that first year out of college (hint: mustard is not a food group). We let the kids entertain themselves on the long car trip back by reading, taking turns kicking each other’s seat and/or annoying each other by chewing gum loudly or humming, and making up new lyrics for songs. Now, you might be thinking, “Gee, I wish my kids were creative enough to a) know b-sides of Beatles’ songs well enough to change the words.” If so, you were NOT in the car with us and thus didn’t get to hear the 9 year old and 12 year old compete for who could be grosser-slash-less appropriate (Dear Poo-dence was only the first step). But all four of them got along well and laughed and the rain was thick and my husband’s hand was on my arm.
I thought about posting the lyrics, but decided I’d post the recipe for Hurricane Pie. I made two – one to cover tonight’s shitstorm and one for tomorrow’s.
Tomato-Cheddar Cornmeal Crust Tart (aka Hurricane Pie)
Our CSA gave (read: unloaded) about seventeen pounds of tomatoes in the past couple of weeks. I’ve canned sauce and frozen sauce. I’ve dried tiny tomatoes and soaked others in garlic and oil for the jar I keep in the fridge. I happened to have yellow tomatoes and red, but feel free to use whatever you like.