Salsa, salsa, salsa

I typed the title with a little song running through my head.

On Tuesday night, I chopped up a bunch of tomatoes.  Matthew handled the onion, garlic, and hot peppers (much to his chagrin on that last ingredient — multiple hand washings still left behind residue that made it into his eyes).

A few hours later . . .

Six pints sealed and another pint in the refrigerator to eat now = success on our first salsa attempt 🙂