As I mentioned yesterday, Old Buddy gave Farmer H some tomatoes purported to be from his garden. I was suspicious of their origin, because they were cold, clean, firm, and nicely-shaped. Plus, the small tomato I sliced for Farmer H that evening was not at all juicy, and didn't give off a home-grown aroma.
Anyhoo... Thursday night, I tried a tomato for myself.
I picked the middle-sized tomato. Not because I'm Goldilocks and anticipated it to be "just right." But because it was getting a little bruised-looking spot near that protuberance on the bottom. You can see it in the picture.
I sliced my tomato, then sliced the slices. So I had some triangular-shaped chunks, in a bowl, on the side with my tuna salad supper. I added a bit of salt.
That tomato was tasty! Not a perfect, warm-from-the-sun, robust flavor of a home-grown tomato. But still, a lot of flavor. More than you get from a store-bought tomato. Also, by the end of my tomato-eating session, that bowl was full of juice.
I declare that the tomato I ate was, indeed, a HOME GROWN TOMATO!
My apologies to Old Buddy for doubting his gift. Better yet, it's good to know that Farmer H was not hoodwinked by a friend.
Farmer H said that Old Buddy has promised him some cherry tomatoes next... Let's just keep this episode our little secret. Mrs. HM does not insult the hand that feeds her.
Oh I'm so glad the tomato was a tasty home grown one. I remember those from when I used to grow them, it's been about 25 years since I was able to grow any.
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ReplyDeleteIt was great! My grandma used to give me boxes of garden tomatoes. I liked splitting one open and stuffing tuna in it. Delicious! Not to mention how great they were on hamburgers, or with a Shake n Bake coated pork steak.