I have travelled to a great many places in America, but I have never found a tomato that could beat the tomatoes my parents grew in their vegetable garden. This is not nostalgia speaking, unfortunately, it is a longing for taste. Tomatoes should be juicy, sweet with a mild acidity and they should melt in your mouth as you eat them. America seems to have forsaken this summer fruit for year round access in supermarkets. The hybridized result may be good for shipping, but not much else.
Not in Turkey, however. The tomato in Turkey is everything that it should be and perhaps just a little bit more. As a result, I am eating tomatoes at every meal and in just about every form that I can. Dinner last night was a pasta with fresh tomatoes lightly sautéed and breakfast included he largest and sweetest cherry tomatoes I have ever tasted. There is a tomato paste made from dried tomatoes that is on every table as a spread or as an appetizer. They are everywhere and it is an unexpected pleasure of Turkey.