I ruined this picture, but just pretend like I didn't.
Those two alpacas were darling. I came home telling Matao I wanted a pygmy goat again, but I think I'd give up goats for an alpaca. Apartment alpaca... that sounds about right, doesn't it?
Back in Ballard we did a quick last minute run to the farmers market, where I picked up two pounds of gorgeous heirloom tomatoes. We also had such great timing that someone shutting down their stand offered us all of his leftover cheese samples, so we had a great impromptu snack of cheese niblets and fuji apple chunks. Nom.
I picked up the tomatoes with this recipe in mind, and currently I've got it all in the oven roasting. I am seriously about to die from the smell. It's absolutely ridiculous. Hopefully I can talk Matao into eating pasta later this week. I may have to resort to bribing him with sausage. And I've said it a million times before, but I really am sorry about the weird lighting in my kitchen. I need to figure out a way to make it work, but for right now this is what I've got. I'm on the hunt for something small and portable that I don't need a light box for, so we will see.
Check out how huge those garlic cloves are. I threw the full bulb in for comparison- and it's actually quite large itself. I've been buying local garlic every chance I get, and the quality and flavor can't even be compared to what you normally find at the grocery store. This stuff is gold.
Maybe I'll still try.