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Summertime Tomato Salad -- The Garden Is Giving, and So Are We

Fourth of July week. We did the usual: parade downtown, afternoon at a friend's house with a pool, then home for our own backyard cookout. I make the same things every year and the repetition is entirely the point. Gary's grilled corn, slathered with butter and smoked paprika. My potato salad with the apple cider vinegar dressing. A big sheet cake with whipped cream and strawberries and blueberries in a flag pattern that the kids insist on even now that they're all too old to be that invested in patriotic cake decoration. Apparently they're not.

Ethan drove himself to a friend's party in the evening — sixteen and driving, which is a whole separate adjustment I am still making. I watched the taillights go down the street and stood on the porch for an extra minute. He's growing up so fast and the kitchen is the last place he's still young, still coming in to ask what something smells like, still eating the first taste off the wooden spoon when I offer it.

I filmed the whole Fourth of July meal process as a video and posted it the morning of — people were cooking the same things at the same time in kitchens across the country and the comment section felt genuinely communal, people posting photos of their own potato salads and asking questions about the grill and sharing stories about their own traditions. That's the channel at its best: not broadcast but conversation.

Summer is in full swing. I'm in my element. The garden is producing. The kids are home. The kitchen runs from eight in the morning to nine at night on a good summer day and that is not a complaint.

The garden is the quiet hero of every summer meal I make, and this year it really delivered right on cue for the Fourth. After the potato salad and Gary’s grilled corn were claimed, I wanted something on the table that felt like the garden itself had shown up to the party — bright, barely-fussed-with, and tasting exactly like the season. A summertime tomato salad is the answer every single time: it asks almost nothing of you and gives everything back.

Summertime Tomato Salad

Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 0 minutes | Total Time: 10 minutes | Servings: 6

Ingredients

  • 2 lbs ripe mixed tomatoes (heirloom, cherry, or beefsteak), sliced or halved
  • 1/2 small red onion, thinly sliced
  • 1/4 cup fresh basil leaves, torn
  • 2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
  • 1 tablespoon red wine vinegar
  • 1 teaspoon honey
  • 1/2 teaspoon flaky sea salt, plus more to taste
  • 1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
  • Optional: 2 oz crumbled feta cheese

Instructions

  1. Slice the tomatoes. Cut your tomatoes into wedges, slices, or halves depending on size. Arrange them on a wide, shallow serving platter in a single overlapping layer.
  2. Add the onion and basil. Scatter the thinly sliced red onion over the tomatoes, then tear the fresh basil leaves and distribute them across the top.
  3. Make the dressing. In a small bowl, whisk together the olive oil, red wine vinegar, and honey until combined. Season with salt and pepper.
  4. Dress and season. Drizzle the dressing evenly over the salad. Sprinkle with flaky sea salt and additional black pepper to taste. Add crumbled feta if using.
  5. Rest briefly and serve. Let the salad sit for 5 minutes before serving so the tomatoes absorb the dressing. Serve at room temperature alongside grilled meats or as part of a summer spread.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 80 | Protein: 1g | Fat: 5g | Carbs: 8g | Fiber: 2g | Sodium: 210mg

Michelle Larson
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Michelle Larson
Week 164 of Michelle’s 30-year story · Provo, Utah
Michelle is a forty-four-year-old mom of six in Provo, Utah, a former accountant who traded spreadsheets for freezer meal prep and never looked back. She is LDS, organized to a fault, and can fill a chest freezer with sixty labeled meals in a single Sunday afternoon. She lost her second baby to SIDS and carries that grief in everything she does — including the way she feeds her family, which she does with a precision and devotion that borders on sacred.

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