The Whole Tomato Pie

There's a restaurant nearby that opened recently that I've been dying to try. It's called Tomato Pie Café. People have been raving about it. At a recent trip to a local market, I happened upon some end-of-season roma tomatoes, so I decided to make my own tomato pie to tide me over until I get a chance to try theirs.

The Whole Enchilada

When I was growing up, my mother rarely made one-dish meals. My father was raised on dinners that revolved around four ingredients:  meat, potatoes, and two vegetables. In fact, he would occasionally count the foods on his plate out loud, while pointing, "1, 2, 3 . . ." and recounting, "1, 2, 3 . . ." as my mom would scurry into the kitchen to retrieve a forgotten side dish left warming in the oven. This is how we ate, and to me, this was normal.