It seemed last summer, Clara was determined to make salsa every few days. Which was fine, as we had an abundance of tomatoes, onions and peppers. We aren’t talking rocket science here. Just fresh out of the garden ingredients that she’d drop into our little manual chopper. A few quick tugs on the pull cord and voila–salsa. Each batch was a little different based on the quantities of ingredients, if she was using sweet peppers or dashing in some cilantro.