For the longest time I have said “I don’t like tomatoes”… although I am beginning to think that might not be so true. I have always loved ketchup and tomato sauce (as long as there aren’t any chunks of course) but I would always say “no thanks” to fresh tomatoes.
But, it’s a little strange because I also love home-made fresh salsa and bruschetta which are both full of tomatoes. I just always thought “well, there is so much other ‘stuff’ in there, it’s not really tomatoes.” Uh… good try Robyn, not really.
So, it’s time for me to face the facts; I like fresh tomatoes.
This has lead me to try some new culinary delights, including the deliciously simple caprese salad I made a few weeks ago. After this wonderful self discovery I knew I just had to try fresh tomatoes on pizza. My parents have been eating fresh tomatoes on Boston Pizza’s Great White North pizza for pretty much ever (since way back when they started dating ;)) and whenever we would get that pizza I would always pick mine off and generously offer them to my dad. Well after a couple of fresh tomato on pizza experiences I’m sorry to tell you this Dad, but I am no longer going to be generous with my tomatoes, I am keeping them for myself.
I recently joined the Board of the Friends Of Rutherford House Society and we held our last Board Meeting at Plato’s pizza near the U of A. Although I spent 5 years on campus I never made it in to Plato’s, so this was going to be my first time.
Plato’s really doesn’t look like much and the service wasn’t the best, but the pizza… it was pretty good. Typical, greasy, North American pizza. After a long day at work and a lengthy Board Meeting we all stayed for dinner. I decided to continue my new love affair with the tomato and try out a bacon and fresh tomato pizza.
The individual pizza was the perfect size for me, granted I was starving by the time we got to dinner. The pizza looked pretty good, although there was this one kind of weird end chunk of tomato thrown on the middle. Oh well, easy enough to scrape off. Turns out it was Canadian bacon on the pizza, not bacon-bacon, but that’s ok, the pizza was still delicious. Nothing fancy, but good, cheesy, crispy crust pizza.
Now, as luck would have it, I had pizza again last night. For the last few years my parents having been adding to their Great White North tradition by getting a heart shaped pizza from Boston Pizza for Valentine’s Day. So the time was right to finally try the Great White North pizza… with fresh tomato.
Well, Mom and Dad, you were right. Fresh tomato is wonderful on the Great White North. It compliments the cheddar cheese really well and adds a freshness to the pizza. The only unfortunate thing was that the pizza was a little cold by the time it arrived at our house, so we had to warm it up in the oven. Not a big deal, but I find once you have to reheat pizza, even just a little, something about it changes.
I find it very interesting to see how tastes and palates develop as we age. There are some foods I think I may never enjoy (sorry eggs), but I am glad I’ve opened up my eyes to the wonderful world of tomatoes.