They just sat there looking all pretty, and every morning when I woke up it seems as if they had multiplied. “Did I sleep walk into the garden last night and pick tomatoes?” I’d wonder. I know my husband hadn’t added to the ever-growing tomato pile. After scolding him one time earlier this summer for picking a not perfectly ripe tomato, he hasn’t gone within 10 feet of the garden.
I remembered this glorious soup I had made from my dear friend Regan’s blog, The Creamline. Hers didn’t have tomatoes, but was this rich amalgam of roasted garlic, potatoes, and kale and I could see tomatoes getting along real well with those three.
Yep, it was good. You could add some cream at the end if you want, that would not be sucky. I’m pretty sure Regan even started the whole thing out with bacon…also, not sucky.