Lined up for action–we’re feeling saucy!
Now, this is interesting—and who says there are no weather changes in the world—because mama has tomatoes getting ripe and it’s almost NOVEMBER. Well, ten days away.
Mama has never had tomatoes in November, at least not the big ones on her plants right now. They sort of crept in through their green leaves and then expanded themselves and became Costoluto beauties!!! And get this: she didn’t even PLANT THEM. They were volunteers, meaning they just came up and grow’d, like Topsy, whoever that is.
So we are all happy around here; tomato soup bubbling on the stove, tomato sauces being made a stored for winter, and tomato sauce for pizza every Sunday evening, which is THEIR ritual supper before a soccer match, or after, and I actually can’t complain because they let me sniff the anchovies.
So maybe fall has some saving graces if lovely tomatoes are showing themselves after such a barren summer. We also have literally hundreds of tiny Sweet One Hundreds, haha, and I’m trying to help mama pick them but I squish more than I harvest so I have been relegated to sitting in the arugula.
Hey, life could be worse, right? Just don’t pick me by mistake for the salad, haha.
I love playing with tomatoes. Once the mom left one that was in a plastic bag on the kitchen counter and unbeknownst to the mom, I knocked it off and rolled it around where it finally rolled underneath a chair. The mom didn’t find it for a whole month! Imagine what it looked like then. The mom was lucky it was in the plastic bag still. ~Wally
Oh, you are so funny. Thank heaven for the plastic bag!!! Rotten tomatoes are almost as bad as dead mouse under couch for 2 weeks.
Jan is drooling. She loves, loves, loves tomatoes and has only had 3 all summer. Just look at those succulent ‘maters she cried as she tried to steal a few dozen through the monitor. I think we’re going to have to put her to bed now.
OH, if only they could travel!!!! But mama thinks Jane would end up opening a box of tomato paste…