First, the good news. The eggplants that I've been growing are phenomenal. They formed the basis, today, of a perfect sandwich for the beach. I sauteed eggplant slices (dipped first in egg and then in bread crumbs), while broiling strips of red pepper (which I had tossed in olive oil and kosher salt). I sliced open a baguette and made a sandwich of thinly sliced tomatoes (ouch -- they didn't come from my garden), eggplant, red pepper, and fresh mozzarella, with some olive oil and balsamic vinegar drizzled on top. And also, some fresh basil, which also came from the garden. At the moment of ecstasy, eating these terrific sandwiches with dear friends on the beach, it was hard to remember that I had anything to be depressed about when it came to the garden.
But, one can't repress bad memories forever. And, since I am well aware that there isn't a ripe tomato anywhere in my backyard, I needed to come up with an alternative plan. In fact, I've got two of them. I have turned off the sprinkler and hope to really dry things out in the garden. After all, water may be the problem. Meanwhile, in the spirit of scientific experimentation, I have picked 3 good-sized (but green and pretty much hard as rocks) tomatoes, put them in a brown paper bag, and hidden them in a cabinet. Maybe they'll manage to ripen that way. Even if this doesn't work, a miracle may happen (some, or even one, of the tomatoes still growing on my plants might actually ripen without the help of brown paper).
I will keep you up-to-date on more exciting developments in the garden. If you have any good recipes for either eggplants (my success) or tomatoes (which I will purchase elsewhere, if absolutely necessary), I'd love to hear them.
