Thursday, August 25, 2011

Ode to the First 'Mater

Finishing up the first potato box harvest, I chanced to see a flash of red in the tomatoes. And sure enough, there was the first tomato of the season - a month overdue, but at last, there it was. Not a monster in size. It's odd shape might turn some off. But with a load of fresh bacon already smoking on the grill, suddenly lunch went from 'oh, yeah, a bacon burger' to 'OH YEAH! A fresh tomato on my bacon burger!'.

A more succulent, sweet beyond your wildest dreams slice of tomato does not exist in this universe. This humble 'Costoluto Genovese' heirloom rose to become King of the Tomatoes this very day. Freshly plucked from its vine, the warmth of the morning sun still in it, a quick rinse and then its ripe firmness cleanly sliced, Dale and I shared a piece of heaven this very day. Be it ever so homely, it's still homegrown goodness you can't put a price on.

1 comment:

  1. Ohhh looks good, Dusty. I had the best damn BLT I've ever had just the other day with a homegrown tomato. :)

    When are you going to get up pictures from the Doggy Reunion?