There are some things that make my sister Bonnie say "there must be a god." Like those days when the garden is so beautiful, when the lotus blooms and goldfinches are at the feeder. Or you see a spider web as big as you or those clouds that look like Titian painted them. You know, when things are truly awesome. Not our-team-just-won-the finals awesome, but really, truly awesome.
For me it's those volunteer tomatoes by the pond. I just shake my head every time I see them, and then again when I eat the fruit. Sure, maybe a bird pooped out a seed or maybe it was something undigested in the compost. Or maybe it was like that episode of Futurama where Bender meets that, for lack of a better term, "collection of galaxies" who tells him If you do things right they won't know you've done anything at all.
Well, whatever, all I know is these tomatoes taste freaking awesome! A solid juicy fruit, the perfect amount of acidity, a delicate skin... all they need is a little salt, and maybe not even. But of course I couldn't resist dressin them up with basil and mozz for one more Caprese. Do you really need a recipe: cheese, basil, olive oil, salt, pepper, sunshine, rain and a volunteer tomato. Yea, there must be a god.