I also picked the last of the lemon boy tomatoes. My plant seems to have flattened and rotted, but some how there's still life coursing through the blackened stems to give a dozen or so tomatoes a golden gleam.
Experimental cooking can be a source of deep joy--or agony--depending on how it turns out. The perfect meal shared with a good companion puts me in a deliciously good mood. But unhealthy, un-tasty, untimely meals put me in a frump. This is my quest for good foods and good moods.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Summer's final bounty
I also picked the last of the lemon boy tomatoes. My plant seems to have flattened and rotted, but some how there's still life coursing through the blackened stems to give a dozen or so tomatoes a golden gleam.
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