At last, fall has arrived in the city. For a procrastinator like me, that means it’s time to put up the season’s food. Last year, I was hampered by the new baby, a sick dog, and a hurricane. But this year, I was ready. Or so I thought. Brian went off the the Union Square Greenmarket in search of canning tomatoes. And when he called asking if he should get 25 or 50 pounds, we both thought 50 would be best. [Read more…]