• You Say Tomato, I Say … Marinara

    A couple of years ago, for the first time in memory, I decided not to grow my own tomatoes but to let my father do it instead. He was sick with emphysema, too weak to do much of anything except gaze at the TV or out the patio door at the garden he used to love to tend. Between the door and the garden was a bright porch, which I lined with seedling tomatoes in terra-cotta pots.

    The secret to squeezing the most out of this potent disease-fighter? It's in the sauce.
    By Nina Martin