Pomodori al Forno Ripieni di Riso

I remember, as a little girl, becoming intoxicated by the unique perfume of ripe tomatoes, deliberately bruising the leaves as I passed by to get another burst, then picking them and watching them go from my basket to the roasting pan in a matter of minutes. They would emerge after one short hour simply bursting at the seams with nutty rice, the tomato sweetened to a dense, burnt caramel by the h