It was a grey and rainy day when I saw the colourful carnival performed by these heirloom tomatoes on the market. There was no return from a short but cute romance. Good looking doesn’t always correlate with a noble character, but in this case, the tomatoes tasted as fresh and sweet as they looked. There were plenty and they were lasting. Besides a galette and oven roasted preserve, I cooked a sauce in cream from the rest of them and served it with fried the cheese-balls, malai kofta. The recipe will follow later.