Lebanese Tomato Salad. Let juice run down your chin.
There’s no simpler, more beloved salad than Lebanese tomato salad. Tomatoes inspired my writing from the start, and that would explain why it made the cover of my cookbook! Use ripe summer tomatoes, of course, and fresh and dried mint to make this a perfect salad. In winter, I still go for it using little grape tomatoes.
When I was in graduate school at Michigan State studying literature, one of my professors was the poet Diane Wakoski. She was widely known to be an exacting teacher of poetry writing, holding students to a standard they had not before experienced and expressing that standard with, shall we say, little sympathy for mediocre writing. In other words, her classes terrified students. For reasons we need not analyze today, I responded well to this approach. I wrote plenty of poems that were unremarkable. Then one week, must have been early fall or a summer term, I wrote about tomatoes.
The poem was not perplexing to read in any way; it was a narrative poem, which means it read more like a little story with lines broken up to distinguish it as ‘poetry.’ And yet this was the poem Professor Wakoski found acceptable. She announced to the class that many a good poet writes a tomato poem (who knew?), and she said a few things about mine that ventured away from the tyrannical and toward the positive. I was mostly relieved but also triumphant—in the days of graduate study, any bone thrown was eaten voraciously—knowing that tomatoes rather than literary theory were along the lines of what I’d like to write about forever more. Tomatoes (like coosa and apricots and strawberries and rose water) were, I was discovering, the vehicles that would carry my mind and writing to territories I longed to explore.
As I reread the poem in light of Monday’s tomato post, it strikes me as kind of funny that I end up with tomato juice on my dress, whereas my father kept his white dress shirt clean. Anyway, I beg your patience as I post the tomato poem from another chapter in my life—Maureen at 23 recollecting Maureen as a child—and of course a recipe for one of the finest ways to eat tomatoes in summer if not directly off the vine: Lebanese tomato salad. Consider this less of a recipe than it is a sketch of what belongs in a Lebanese tomato salad. Rely on your sense of taste to guide you. You’ll combine the few simple ingredients, taste, and ask yourself is your life changed yet? If not, adjust seasoning and taste again.
Just brought home
from the market of August
the tomatoes take the seat of a queen
in their own bowl on the table.
These are not nice, quiet tomatoes.
Since they left their brown bag,
they have moaned my name,
haunting the house crevice-deep.
I thought eating the tomatoes
would silence them,
but the firm flesh on my tongue
resonates, dissolves the layers of my life,
and here I am a child
standing in the backyard garden
where tomato vines entwine wildly,
curling above my head,
and close to my cheek
hangs the ripe fruit.
I stare at this perfect red tomato
and I know I must pluck it,
and take it home.
When my fingers can’t loosen
the tomato’s stubborn green stem
and the leafy tickle becomes unbearable,
I dig my white sneakers deep into the soil,
turn my face in a reach
and bite through the juicy flesh,
letting seeds run down my chin,
letting red cover the front
of a blue plaid sundress.
Lebanese Tomato Salad
- 2 pounds ripe tomatoes, any shape, size, or color (a variety is nice)
- 20 fresh mint leaves, chopped or torn in small pieces
- 1 medium sweet onion, thinly sliced
- Juice of 1 lemon
- 2 tablespoons Extra virgin olive oil
- 1/2 teaspoon granulated garlic powder
- 1 teaspoon kosher salt
- Few grinds black pepper
- To slice the tomatoes, use a very sharp or serrated knife and cut them in half through the core end. Cut out the cores. Slice the tomatoes into somewhat irregular 1-inch chunks rather than perfect wedges.
- Place the tomatoes, mint, and onion in a bowl. Add the lemon juice, garlic powder, salt and pepper. Combine and taste. Has your life been changed yet? If not, let the salad rest for a bit, taste again, and adjust the seasonings to get you there.
An Up North favorite is Pond Hill Farm. The place just continues to amaze, from piglets and organic popcorn and squash rockets to wine tasting, harvest dinners, and barn dances. Not to mention the tomatoes.
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