Kitchen Note: 100th post. Tomatoes. Zucchini.

Okay, yeah, so this is a food blog, right? I did say that, once upon a time. So, happy news. There is some, yes. The tomatoes have finally arrived.

We’ve been doing nothing but eating them raw, sliced and salted with fresh Mozzarella. In between belts of bourbon.

There are plenty of cherry tomatoes, too. Those are getting oven-dried, eaten like candy, and sliced into salads.

Beautiful cranberry beans, which sadly fade in cooking.

Last, zucchini fritters, the first I’ve made all summer. I ate an embarrassing number of these before John got home last night.

Fly low and avoid the radar, as disc jockey Dusty Street used to say. (she may still be, for all I know. I hope so) At least the circus tents in Cleveland are coming down.