Our relative introduced her mother, just from Ukraine, to the joys of tomato toast.
You need vine-ripened beefsteak tomatoes from the garden, and you slice a piece to fit the bread. The bread has to come from the bread machine, and I grind up walnuts to put in the addition dispenser.
A little sea salt and freshly ground pepper and you have something. It's only good right now, and you have to give it a pass for the rest of the year.
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