We're knee deep in tomatoes around here. Lots of beautiful varieties. It makes my heart smile to see them piled up around the kitchen. The different colors are so pretty, and I love tasting each one and enjoying their differences.
Since it was an unexpected night, I had no drink planned. Mike took this as his opportunity to make his favorite drink (that I can't stand). Virgin Marys (I do like the name, though; I think it's funny). He could only handle one of them, cause they are thick and filling.
I taste tested the punch from Mac's party instead. Virgin Marys are pretty, though. Here he garnished this one with a basil leaf.
We finished the night with some trashy TV (we thought of you, Mal, as we watched the Real Housewives!!) It was a fun, extra treat of a night.