Tomatoes. What beats coming home on yet another cold, snowy March day to find a beautiful glossy photo of tomatoes in your mailbox. Ooooohh….yes. The instant memory of the perfect sun-kissed tomatoes that grew last summer. My favorites to date were the Brandywine heirlooms, which completely changed my mind about what a tomato could be- something to savor and seek out new ways to feature in a meal, instead of just the lowly base of pasta sauce. I’ve got a new respect for the tomato, you see… and I can’t wait to get them growing again. Well, in truth, I cannot wait to EAT them again, but first comes the planting and growing…and waiting…. so worth it! The garden is still covered with a blanket of snow, and I must fight the tempting call to start tomato seeds for just a little while longer. For now, I have to be content with the glossy photos filling my spring mailbox.