It’s basically your standard I-found-redemption-in-a-tomato-heirloom story:
Another life somewhere in the pastoral wilds of Co Kilkenny, in a summer long ago, the wife of a Finnish jewellerymaker brought slices of tomato to the lunch table: slices a centimetre thick, a hand’s breadth across, jewel-bright with olive oil and scattered with chopped green basil. This simple revelation of what tomatoes should be, enfolded in mouthfuls of sweetness and scent, set my early hankering for the good life.
But this piece in the Irish Times did teach me something for a change. It taught me there’s something called the EU-Sol project “to improve the quality of the tomatoes and potatoes we eat.” But there’s more to it than that: check out the bits of its website aimed at the general public and schools.
The pretty stunning light show put on in the main square in Cuzco for the 100th anniversary of the re-discovery of Machu Picchu includes something to do with maize at around 5 minutes in. I’ve taken a screen grab (right), but it’s really worth seeing the whole thing. Maybe some expert can tell us what the maize bit represents. Thanks, Charlotte.