Heirloom Tomato Sorbet
Published July 24, 2025

- Total Time
- 35 minutes, plus freezing as needed
- Prep Time
- 5 minutes
- Cook Time
- 30 minutes, plus freezing as needed
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Ingredients
- ¾cup sugar
- 1pound ripe heirloom tomatoes, roughly chopped
- 1½tablespoons fresh lemon juice
- Flaky sea salt
- Extra-virgin olive oil and fresh basil leaves (both optional), for serving
Preparation
- Step 1
In a small saucepan, combine the sugar with 1½ cups water and bring it to a simmer over low heat, whisking just until the sugar has dissolved, about 2 minutes. Once dissolved, remove the simple syrup from the heat and set aside to cool, about 5 minutes.
- Step 2
In a blender, purée the tomatoes, lemon juice, a pinch of salt and the cooled simple syrup until smooth.
- Step 3
Strain the mixture through a fine sieve into your ice cream maker, pressing out as much of the sorbet base as possible with a spoon or spatula, then discard any remaining pulp. (No ice cream maker? See Tip for a simple granita method.)
- Step 4
Freeze according to the manufacturer's instructions. Pack the sorbet into a container and freeze until ready to serve.
- Step 5
To serve, scoop into bowls and drizzle with your favorite olive oil, a sprinkle of salt, and a few basil leaves, if desired.
- To turn the sorbet base into a frozen granita, pour the mixture into a 9-by-13-inch baking pan or sheet pan and freeze for 1 to 2 hours, until clumps begin to form. Run a fork through the slushy mixture to break up the crystals, then freeze it for another 1 to 2 hours. Repeat this process every 30 minutes until the liquid freezes into separate crystals, resembling snow, which should take about 4 to 6 hours total. If the mixture freezes solid, break it into chunks and blend until smooth, then transfer to a container to freeze. Let it soften in the refrigerator for 15 minutes before serving.
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yo this recipe reminds me of that one time i took one too many benny-drills and woke up in a pizza hut with nothing but a tramp stamp and 2 gallons of ice-cream bound to my most sensitive areas. The summer of '68. Good times.