This is a recipe close to my heart. My dad and I for years have competed to see who grew and picked the first tomato each season. Last summer was the first time I had my own house and vegetable patch, before I would grow tomatoes in pots on porches, patios, and sidewalks where ever I could. Well with my own land I went a little crazy and planted 25 tomato plants I had started from seed. It goes without saying I was swimming in tomatoes! Which was a good thing because my dad was dying of lung cancer last summer and not really up to the challenge. Mom planted the tomatoes for dad, and several of the plants were some of those I started from seed. He was often too tired to garden but enjoyed going out to visit his veggies as often as he could. He was never well enough to visit me and see the veggie garden I had created. The crop was coming in and believe me it was a crop! My dad was growing weaker. He had good days and bad, good weeks and awful months. I took my crop and tried a variety of recipes and developed this roasted tomato - pepper soup. The cancer and the chemo took most of the joy and taste of food away from my dad. Nothing sounded good to him or tasted good to him. I was constantly taking things home trying to tempt him to eat. One weekend took him this soup. He wanted to try it right away cold, hot it did not matter he wanted it. And he loved it, he could taste the flavors and he ate, and he ate, bowl after bowl, pints of my soup. In the end he wanted nothing but my soup. I intended to can a whole bunch of the soup for the winter but I was more than glad to carry it home to my father who passed in October. I would have made him all the soup in the world if it could have cured him but I am glad to know it brought him some joy in the end, however small. I hope you will enjoy it too.