Hey, mama, I’ll bet those little…er…big cuties would LOVE to get together with this basil!
Well, mama says these guys are like the Marx Brothers (whoever they are), hanging out together for the last weeks on their vine, just groovin’ on a sunny afternoon…la la la.
Poor little (not so little, actually) fellows, how their lives will change when pizza night rolls around, haha.
But until then, we are enjoying just gazing at them lovingly, having watched them grow up and turn into responsible adult ‘maters!
I think they knew they were destined for the pot and gave it their all. C’est la vie.
MERCI, ‘maters!
Nothing better than fresh tomatoes !
And a little focaccia…
Those red jewels (!) look mighty tasty! Pizza night is calling!!!
Hugs, Teddy
Tomorrow eve…they shall meet their destiny!
Hooray, hooray for fresh maters!
YES, YES, mama loves tomato sandwiches. A southern thing, but universally nummy.