Still life with tomatoes
Our garden has been rockin’ lately and I’m loving it. There’s nothing that says summer like fresh homegrown Jawja ‘maters. No wonder it’s actually a fruit, when you let it grow to ripen they are so sweet and delicious. We’ve been eating them like gangbusters here lately.
Picture it if you will…a hot, humid Georgia Saturday in the middle of July. You’re trying to stay inside as much as possible, with the A/C kickin’. It’s lunch time and nothing heavy or hot is sounding good. But then you see the basket of ‘maters. Oh joy of red delicious goodness that inhabits my soul. Slice a couple of those puppies up nice and thin, or thick if you prefer, slap ‘em on some wheat bread with a little Kraft light Mayo, some salt and pepper, and you have just entered heaven. St. Pete wishes he could have a ‘mater sandwich.
For the past few weeks we could see our nine or ten tomatoe bushes getting heavy with a bunch of green ones. We knew the day would come for a bumper crop, and oh our arrival home from Florida was greeted with about 25 juicy red ripe little bundles of joy. Ok so I’m gushing. Tell me this doesn’t look divine though.
