I’ve been holding onto some news.
What took me so long to tell you?
Well…I forgot what Roo said when he asked.
I’m a horrible fiancé.
It wasn’t until last night that I mustered the courage to ask Roo what happened. I wanted to know more than what I had been telling my friends,”he laughed, then I laughed, and I said ‘Yes.” Because, really? Even a friend doesn’t want to hear an engagement story like that.
“I was going to write up that I we got engaged.”
“Oh. You haven’t done that yet?”
“Not yet. It’s just that,” I paused. ” I kinda forgot what you said.”
Roo smiled, “Did you blackout from overwhelming emotion?”
“Perhaps. I remember you joking, saying that I had to take my sunglasses off so you could see me cry.”
“And you didn’t!”
“I know! Are you disappointed?”
“I do remember somethings. Sitting on the bench with you, watching the rowers go by on the Charles…wondering aloud if those girls from Wellesley College actually started in Wellesley and paddled down to Boston -”
“Wellesley girls? That’s what you remember?”
“No! There’s more! I remember you getting down on one knee, removing the ring from your wallet – which was so sneaky by the way – and,” I laughed, “I remember saying ‘No’ as a joke.”
“But what I actually said to you -”
“Something about being a better man?”
“Yes. I said you make me a better man, even when you’re away, and I would be honored if you spend the rest of your life with me.”
“Oh. No wonder I blacked out.”
By the time we got home it was only 11 a.m. It was strange, looking at the clock, realizing we had accomplished so much, so early in the morning.
We sat on the couch, in silence, occasionally looking at one another and smiling. I just wanted to sit there and enjoy. Enjoy that Roo wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, soak in the well wishes, as well as eating some lovely, easy food.
For lunch I roasted tomatoes in the oven, pickled some red peppers and made hummus. All wonderful things to eat with hands, scoop up with warm pita bread and get your engagement ring messy with.
And if you were curious, yes, Roo announced our engagement on Facebook too.
Adapted from A Homemade Life
This recipe can be easily halved or if you’re daring, doubled
A sharp knife
Two roasting pans
A large mixing bowl
3 pounds of plum tomatoes (about a dozen), split into half, lengthwise
4 – 6 cloves of garlic, thinly sliced lengthwise (you want about 24 slices, so that one slice will go into each tomato half)
1 tablespoon of mild tasting olive oil
A couple big pinches of coarse sea salt
Place your oven racks in the upper middle and lower middle positions in your oven. Preheat your oven to 325F.
Add the halved tomatoes and olive oil to your large mixing bowl. Gently toss the ingredients together, coating the tomatoes with the olive oil.
Place the coated tomatoes on your roasting pans, cut side up, with a bit of space between each tomato (I can fit a dozen tomato halves on each roasting pan). Sprinkle a couple flakes of coarse sea salt on each tomato half. Place a garlic slice on top of each tomato half. Flip the tomatoes over (cut side down) and roast in the oven for about 2 hours, or until the tomatoes are about half their original size. They should look a bit wrinkled but the centers should be juicy.
Remove the pans from the oven and allow to cool to room temperature. These can be stored in an airtight container in the fridge for about a week. I have also frozen these and they can be kept in the freezer for about 6 months.