Beautiful tomatoes
I planted tomato seeds very early this spring and my plants are finally producing some ripe tomatoes. Just look at the beautiful tomatoes in the photo above. They would be even more beautiful if they had been harvested from my garden. But the healthy fruit you see above came from my neighbor’s garden. (She gave them to me, I did not steal them, though the thought has crossed my mind in the days since.)
No, the photo below shows the kind of evil, mutant tomatoes produced by my garden. I lovingly raised my tomato plants from seeds. I carefully prune them, water them, protect them and they reward me with fruit so scary, young children cannot bear to look at them. Where is the justice?
Scary tomatoes
My Latest Vice
Late night tomato snack
Why can’t I just be good? At night, just before bed, when I should be giving my stomach a rest, I sneak into the kitchen and slice up a couple tomatoes (after cutting off the crevice marred tops). I eat them on soda crackers while my beautiful wife says things like “Shouldn’t you go to bed soon?” Sometimes I have to go back and slice up a couple more. I used to eat them on Vinta crackers, but my beautiful wife stopped buying Vintas in an obvious attempt to curb my latest vice. Unfortunately, I am a man prone to addictions. I will keep sneaking my tomato snacks until the season of fresh fruit ends. Then, my stomach will search out a new vice.