Salata de rosii cu branza de capra / Tomatoes salad with goat cheese

Fie ca ai copilarit sau nu la tara cu bunicii este imposibil sa nu fi auzit de salata de rosii. Cea mai simpla si indragita salata de legume care da gust zilelor toride de vara este fara indoiala salata noastra simpla de rosii. Italienii au salata caprese, dar nu se compara cu gustul salatei noastre. Ma laud si sunt mandra ca avem legume cu un gust natural si deosebit. Asa cum am promis deschid acum Festivalul Legumelor cu ultimul episod din serialul Aventurile doamnei Tomata. Indragita noastra leguma a ajuns la finalul calatoriei din acest an.

Micul meu proiect inceput in propria sufragerie si continuat in gradina parintilor mei este incununat acum de multe feluri de mancare in care voi folosi rosia draga. De ce am ales rosia? Nu stiu sa va spun, poate din cauza faptului ca este o leguma larg raspandita si poate pentru ca gustul ei usor amarui si parfumul tare imi aduce aminte de copilarie, oglindind cum nu se poate mai bine vacantele de vara petrecute la bunica. Este o legatura stransa intre mine si rosie pe care nu o pot explica in cuvinte, ci prin gesturi si amintiri.

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Si acum, ca si in copilarie obisnuiesc sa merg in gradina si sa culeg o rosie pe care o savurez acolo direct, stiind ca a fost crescuta intr-un mod biologic cat mai simplu cu putinta, cu apa, soare si multa dragoste.

Asadar iata salata minune a zilelor de vara din copilaria mea si a multor altor romani:

  • 3 rosii vesele
  • 1 ceapa smechera
  • Putin ulei, otet, sare si piper

Procedeul este cel mai simplu cu putinta. Se spala legumele, se taie felii si se amesteca toate intr-un castronel. Se serveste simpla sau cu branza si mamaliguta calda intr-o zi de vara asa ca sa va ridice tonusul.

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Pofta mare!

English version:

Whether or not you grew up at your grandparents in the country side or in the city it’s impossible here in Romania not to have heard of the tomato salad. The simplest and most loved vegetable salad of the hot summer days with a flavor undoubtedly to forget, that is our simple tomato salad. Italians have the caprese salad, but it does not compare to the taste of our salad. I am proud that we still have the natural taste of veggies in our dishes here in Romania which is remarkable. As promised I open now the Veggies Festival with the last episode of Mrs. Tomato Adventures. Our popular vegetable has reached the end of this year’s trip.

My little project started in my own living room and continued in my parent’s garden is now filling many plates of dishes as I plan to use the dear tomato in many future recipes. Why I chose the tomato? I do not know why, perhaps because it is a vegetable widespread here in my country and perhaps because its slightly bitter taste and strong fragrance reminds me of my childhood, mirroring in the best way possible the time spent each summer during school vacations at my grandmother’s house. It is a close connection between me and this red veggie that I cannot explain in words, but by gestures and memories.

And now, as in childhood I often go in the garden and pick a tomato directly from the plant, knowing that it was grown in a simple and most biological way, only with water, sun and lots of love.
So here’s the great tomato summer salad from my childhood and the childhood of many other Romanians:

  • 3 cheerful tomatoes
  • 1 wicked onion
  • a tablespoon of oil, 1 of vinegar, a pinch of salt and pepper

The process is simple as possible. Wash the vegetables, slice and mix them in a bowl. Serve it plain or with cheese and polenta to you tone up your summer.
Enjoy!

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Episodul II – tomata face scoala vietii / Episode II – the tomato goes to school

Cu asteptarea de rigoare va prezint episodul al doilea din seria deschisa de mine Aventurile Doamnei Tomata. Pe 4 mai, in sambata dinaintea Pastelui de anul acesta am plantat in gradina parintilor mei rosiile insamantate cu mare drag in martie. Pamantul este usor nisipos si le permite legumelor sa isi faca radacini in voie. In prealabil parintii mei au pregatit lotul de pamant facand santuri pe care le-am udat si unde am plantat firele de rosii.

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Asteptarea citiorilor este indreptatita pt ca dragii mei, legumele cresc in timp, si ajung la maturitate dupa multa munca si daruire. Asa cum va spuneam in primul episod ca se intampla si cu un om. Rosiile se uda in fiecare seara dupa ce apune soarele, in primele 7 zile dupa care se uda la o diferenta de 2 sau 3 zile in functie si de umiditatea din sol si aer.

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Trebuie lasata in plin soare ca sa fie managaite de razele acestuia si pt ca mai tarziu, in plina vara sa ne faca un cadou minunat, frumoasele fructe mult adorate cu gust usor acrisor.

Promit sa revin cu episodul trei unde vom povesti si vom vedea ce au mai facut frumoasele mele rosii de gradina.

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Pana atunci, in semn de iertaciune va prezint cateva poze din gradina minunata a parintilor.

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English version:

I hope your expectations will be fully satisfied with the present post as this is the second episode of the series Mrs. Tomato Adventures I launched a while ago. On May 4th, the Saturday before this year Orthodox Easter I planted in my parents’ garden the tomatoes I seeded with great love in March. The soil here is slightly sandy and this the reason why it easily allows vegetables roots to freely develop. Previously my planting activity my parents prepared the soil by doing special tranches of the land so that the tomatoes will have access to water.
The waiting time has entitled my readers to get more from my beloved vegetables, but my dears they grow and reach maturity after hard work and dedication. As I said in the first episode of these series they grow as a man does, in time. Tomatoes are watered every night after the sun sets, the first 7 days daily and then at a 2 days or 3 days difference depending on the soil and air moisture. They have to be left in full sun as its rays to gently kiss the plants and for that, later in the summer, to give us the great gift they can offer, the beautiful fruits with sour taste which I adore.
I promise to come back with episode three where I will tell you more of what they have done in the meantime.

Until then, as a sign of forgiveness I now give you some pictures of the beautiful garden my parents take care of daily.

Episodul I – cum ia viata o tomata / Episode I – a tomato comes to life

din seria ” aventurile doamnei Tomata”

Multi dintre cititori stiu deja ca am copilarit alaturi de bunica din partea tatalui, intr-un sat mic, romanesc, intr-o vreme cand incalzirea globala nu era un topic de notorietate, intr-o vreme cand vara era vara si iarna era iarna, intr-o vreme cand vacanta insemna timp liber pt stat afara toata ziua si de facut nazbatii cu ceilalti copii de aceeasi varsta. Tot atunci, in copilarie am vazut ca legumele nu vin in pungi de la magazin si ca laptele se mulge de la vacuta vecinei si ca are o culoare usor galbuie. Am vazut ca ciupercile ies in pamant umed, dupa ploi indelungate si ca fragii cresc in tufisuri pline de maracini pe unde trec serpi sau pe unde vine ursul, ca si lui ii plac fructele de padure la fel de mult ca si noua. Am descoperit pe pielea mea ca o julitura in genunchi poate tine cateva zile si ca praful de pe strada are gust de pamant. Am vazut ca animalele nu miros a balsam de par ci au miros puternic si specific de iarba, excremente dar si de viata. Am vazut ca viata nu e asa usoara dar in acelasi timp, nimic nu se compara cu o zi insorita de sambata cand te trezesti in creierii diminetii si pleci in plimbare in padurea din spatele casei, cu tatal, bunica si Tarzan, catelul, ca sa aduci ciuperci si lemne pt gatit mancare. Cele mai frumoase amintiri sunt cele simple, legate de natura, cand fugeam prin gradinile vecinilor ca sa ajungem la garla si sa ne balacim toata ziua.

Iata ce am facut eu. Am luat cateva seminte de rosii pastrate de mama de anul trecut, si le-am pus cam acum o luna in ghivece. Le-am lasat la caldura si soare in casa si le-am udat cam la 3 zile, cat sa aiba sursa de viata.

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Ieri, caci era deja momentul, le-am udat cu multa apa si le-am scos fir cu fir si le-am repicat in paharele de plastic umplute cu pamant negru, ca sa poata sa se dezvolte singurele. Asa cum facem noi oamenii cand plecam prima oara de acasa pe distante mai mari cu provocari mai mari, sa zicem la liceu.

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Urmeaza apoi o perioada de semi maturitate, ceva mai mult de adolescenta, si la final mica mea serie sentimentala de aventuri se va incheia cu retete gatite din aceste rosii.

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Va astept cu drag la un serial mai putin obisnuit si plin de incarcaturi emotionale, sper eu si de o mica lectie de viata.

English version:

from the series ” Mrs. Tomato adventures”

Many of my readers already know that I grew up with my father’s mom in a small Romanian village, at a time when global warming was not a well-known topic, in a time when summer was summer and winter was winter, at a time when holiday was the time off to spend outside all day and do stupid things with other children of the same age. At that time, I saw as a child that vegetables do not come in bags from the store and the milk is milked from my neighbor’s cow and has a slightly yellowish color, because of the natural fat. I saw that mushrooms grow in wet ground after days of rain. The berries grow in a full of brambles bushes where snakes go round or where the bear stops by, as he likes berries as much as we do. I discovered that a knee graze heals in few days and the dust in the street tastes like dirt, like earth. I saw that animals do not smell like hair conditioner but they have a strong odor and a specific smell of grass, or excrement, but that’s natural. I saw that life is not so easy but at the same time, nothing compares to a sunny Saturday morning when you wake up very early and you go on a walk in the forest just behind the house, with your father, grandmother and Tarzan, the family dog, to bring home mushrooms and wood for cooking them. The best memories are the simple ones related to nature, when we were running through the gardens of our neighbors to reach the small rushed river and to wallow there all day long.

Here’s what I did. I got some tomato seeds kept by my mother since last year and put them in pots about a month ago. I left the warmth and sunshine in the house to cuddle them and I watered them every 3 days, to give them a source of life.
Yesterday, as it was already time, I watered with plenty of water and I gently pulled them out one by one and I transplanted them individually in plastic cups filled with black dirt so they could grow. As we humans do when we go away from home for first time, over longer distances with greater challenges, say to high school.
Then it follows a period of semi maturity, a little more than a teenager, and finally my little adventure series will end with recipes cooked with these very same tomatoes.
You’re welcomed to witness a show full of unusual and emotional stories, and I hope a little life lesson.