With below-freezing temps headed our way it was time to pluck the last of the green tomatoes from the plants. I assigned the job to the wee ones and it was one they really enjoyed.
Especially when they found happy smiling green tomatoes.
They picked several pounds of tomatoes and I promised I'd make a pie. Because when life hands you green tomatoes, you make green tomato pie, right? And fried green tomatoes, and piccalilli, and green tomato bread, and and and... They're far too precious a commodity to toss to the chickens, though the little sneaks did manage to grab a couple.
Do you have any tips for using up the remains of the summer garden?