Well. Apparently Farmer H's buddies are having a tomato problem! They have stopped short of baking loaves and loaves of tomato bread, but they DO dole out their tomatoes like a local political candidate handing out rulers in a high school homecoming parade.
We have not even finished the last batch of homegrown tomatoes, given to Farmer H by the old man we bought the Double Hovel flip house from. That's right. That guy not only mows the yard for Farmer H for free, but he also gives him tomatoes!
The latest tomato windfall came from a guy Farmer H knows from the SUS2 (Storage Unit Store 2). He had a huge bag of them, and stacked them on a paper plate next to the other paper plate of tomatoes.
While Farmer H was outside on the back porch, fending off his not-so-secret admirer Scarlett, while trying to use nature as one big toilet... I picked out three tomatoes that had to go.
"Here. Throw these off the porch. Two have dark bruises, and they won't last. And this bigger one has a worm hole."
That Farmer H and his freebies. I'm surprised people don't run after him and toss money!
6 comments:
Do an area search and find an old Italian or Greek Nonna to make all those tomatoes into sauce for you. Bottled nicely Farmer H could easily sell them at SUS2 for $2-$3 each.
River,
It wouldn't surprise me if Farmer H had an old Nonna in his contacts. He has one of every kind of tradesman, it seems.
Get him onto that, she can keep a couple of bottles of sauce as payment.
River,
It would have to be a seasonal business. Maybe Farmer H could make even MORE tomato-growing friends. Or buy another flip house next door to the ex-owner with a garden.
All the tomatoes seem to ripen at once. I have already made tomato sauce once since bringing The Patient home and have enough on the counter for another batch. It is almost like you can watch them ripen from the window!
Kathy,
That is so right about seeing them ripen. Like watching bamboo grow. Visible without time lapse!
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