It seems to me that every well-heeled garden eventually turns its caretakers into some semblance of Marge Piercy-ian Squash People, and the tomatoes, oh the tomatoes, how the the tomatoes do turn us ever into reverse beggars at the doors of friends and strangers, pleading for mercy that we might survive the night without drowning in our red, round, rubenesque rubies. Of course, we'd prepare and can them ourselves if only we had the time, right? Well worry no more, but give me a read and I'll let you in a quick little recipe to convert your burdonsome hoard into a delightful treasure with hardly any effort at all! Well... relatively little effort anyway. In my case, I also preserve the sauce for later use, which adds just a few more steps.