
Oven roasted tomatoes have been popping up all over the place on food blogs lately, and I’ve been dying to try them. The only problem was I didn’t have a bunch of tomatoes sitting around that I needed to use up. Until last week. Matt came back from a week at home with a huge box of veggies from his mom’s garden, largely composed of Roma tomatoes. I was thrilled. If I would have known how simple slow roasting tomatoes was and how delicious the results are, I would have been roasting them all summer long. I guess now I just have to put my tomato consumption into overdrive until the season is over.
I have yet to use the giant zucchini, and I can’t decide what to do with it. Zucchini bread is out since I still have half a loaf in my freezer from when I made it a month or so ago. Any ideas?
Oven Roasted Tomatoes
Slightly adapted from Orangette
Rinse the tomatoes, cut out the stems, and slice them in half lengthwise.
Place them skin side down on a baking sheet and drizzle lightly with olive oil. You can also brush the oil on with a pastry brush, which makes it a little easier to control the amount that goes on.
Sprinkle with a little salt. You can sprinkle on some herbs or spices as well, but I stuck with just salt figuring they could be used more universally if they weren’t seasoned.
Bake at 200 for at least 4 hours or at 225 for at least 3 hours. Since the temperature is pretty low you don’t have to worry about making your kitchen insanely hot for several hours.
Some recipes call for roasting the tomatoes until they’re a little more dry and shriveled, but I took them out when they were still moderately juicy. They ended up being in the oven for about 5 hours.
Eat them plain, throw them on a sandwich, toss them with pasta, add them to a salad, or anything else that tickles your fancy. If you don’t use them right away you can store them in an airtight container in the fridge.
As the Kelis song goes, my appetizers bring all the boys to the yard. And they’re like, better appetizers than yours. That’s right, they’re better than yours. I can teach you, and I do not have to charge. Please don’t be insulted. I didn’t write the song. And this appetizer really will bring all the boys to the yard. Meat + cheese + puff pastry = boys in the yard. Basic math, people.
Slice into small squares and devour. This is best served warm, but it works at room temperature, too.