I am fortunate to currently have several coworkers who are adventurous eaters and willing test subjects. A few of them even like to cook and engage in lively conversations about food and nutrition (perish the thought)!
The Amazing Rhonda! Is there anything this womban CAN’T do?!?!
One day, my friend Rhonda brought a jar of home-made tomato soup, from tomatoes she had grown with her own hands (while my tomato plants are taking over my yard but have yet to produce any fruit), made with a sturdy old kitchen device she had inherited from her grandmother. As I savored the soup and listened to her describe the process (and totally foreign device) I decided “I must learn this skill. I WILL find one of these whacky-stone-aged-gizmos-of-which-Rhonda-speaks and I WILL have perfectly smooth, skinless and seedless tomato soup even in the face of economic collapse or zombie apocalypse!”
A few days later, Rhonda came to work and announced she had discovered the name of the mystery machine… it is an old, stainless steel Potato Ricer. We went straight to an antique shop on our lunch break, where Rhonda managed to uncover one and it was MINE ALL MINE for 8 whole dollars. Woohoo!
It was a bit rusty, and would require some clean-up, but I felt confident a little elbow-grease (or a close friend/relative with access to a sand-blaster) would have it ship-shape in no time!
$8 antique store “potato ricer”
The next week Rhonda AND another coworker brought me bags of fresh home grown tomatoes (because now they just want my plants to feel humiliated) and I knew the time was ripe (heh heh).
I opted to use what herbs I had in my garden (in an attempt to salvage some semblance of horticultural dignity) rather than the exact ingredients Rhonda suggested. I made two versions of the soup: Tomato Garlic& Basil, and Tomato Scallion&Marjoram. All versions are divine.