{slice. oil. salt. pepper. fennel (icing on the cake). bake at 375 for 10}

I must now break the silence to apologize for cutting you guys short of one picture, the one that gives each recipe purpose, the end product. Fortunately, in this case, the baked version doesn’t look much different, but surely taste different.  Which is exactly why I didn’t wait a single minute before calming the monster in my stomach. Sometimes the monster becomes more important than getting a blog worthy picture of any freshly baked micronutrient. Please forgive then bake your monster a silent tomato.