Our first tomato and cucumber harvest from the garden. I'm celebrating tomato day! Not everyone in our neighborhood is so lucky. A neighbor told me they went to bed one night and got up the next morning to discover every green tomato and bloom eaten off their tomato plants. Deer? Wild turkey? They aren't sure which, but I am hoping those critters don't discover there is an all-you-can-eat buffet at our house. I have my heart set on a couple of months of tomato sandwiches, tomatoes and cottage cheese, and just plain tomato slices with salt and pepper.
I can remember being sick as a kid, and Mom trying to find something that could tempt me to eat. The only thing that I wanted was a tomato and bacon sandwich. In the early 60's during the winter months, the only tomatoes were pink, anemic versions of what came from our summer garden. They cost an arm and a leg out of a season, but Mom would splurge and buy one or two to make my favorite sandwich. I still crave tomatoes from time to time. Sometimes your body just knows what it needs.
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