The only way to eat fresh tomatoes! In anticipation of the impending tomato harvest, I share with you a family secret. This is the reason we look forward to the end of summer, to the time when our gardens and our friends gardens are bursting with little red-skinned treasures. When I tell anyone about this, besides my brother and sister -- we learned it from Mom -- and my children -- now that I've gotten them to try it -- they think I'm weird (well...yes, I am, but this isn't why). People looked at me oddly when I made this in the college cafeteria. At least I thought that was the reason. It never tasted right, though. I think the foodservice tomatoes were plastic. My husband seems to shudder if he sees me or the kids consuming this treat, but then, he hates warm peanut butter. Period. Won't touch it. I haven't managed to get any of my in-laws to give it a try; my husband's Dad just looks at me and shakes his head. Come to think of it, I get a lot of that from him. So, what is this food that most people seem to find so repulsive that they won't even consider it? I just call it exactly what it is: Peanut Butter and Tomatoes on Toast. If you're intrigued, the extremely difficult and intricate recipe follows below. If you think I'm weird, get in line. Grossed out? Get over it, and try it already. I thought it was pretty gross the first time I saw my Mom eating it, too, but she made me take a bite, and I was hooked.