Hi. I have to work a double today and it's hot and busy and August but I just wanted to drop by and say I hope you're eating tomatoes. We're not having a particularly productive tomato year in our garden—we would not, in fact, be having a tomato year at all if it weren't for our kind neighbor George, who brought over some seedlings in late May after I forgot to start mine in April. But while there will be no sauce for the freezer, we have plenty of tomatoes for right now, for slicing and dicing and salads. We've been eating sliced tomatoes with mozzarella and basil and balsamic and roasted eggplant with tomatoes and feta and zucchini. And this morning, Sally and I had chopped tomatoes with olive oil and garlic on toast. I first had pan tostado con tomate y aceite for breakfast in Spain my sophomore year of high school, and I've made it every summer since. If you haven't tried it, do. I hope you've got tomatoes coming your way, and I hope things are good. I'll see you soon, friends.