“Goddammit Joan, you’ve let me eat to the point of discomfort again,” said Jack Galiardo to his adoring wife Joan.
Jack and Joan are the baby boomer parents of my friend Chris Galiardo (actually Gagliardo before the second g was viciously removed at Ellis Island). A typical Irish-Italian New Jersey hybrid, Jack’s Italian mother trained Joan in the kitchen. Apparently she did a decent enough job, as the above quote was a common utterance at the family dinner table.
Despite their self-aggrandized sense of humor, the Galiardos remind me of the best of central New Jersey – farmland, Long Beach Island, and Princeton. And so when I saw the roadside produce sign for “Jersey Tomatoes,” nostalgia set in and I could not resist.
So whether you’re lazing the day away in Loveladies or on Nassau Street, grab some fresh Jersey Tomatoes and eat to the point of discomfort, again. And then blame someone else.
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