Today I ate the first tomatoes of the season. They were warm from the sun, and had that perfect tomato flavor. Sure, they were cherry tomatoes, but tomatoes nonetheless.
I went out to the garden to get some onions for dinner and picked the first 4 ripe cherry tomatoes. That was enough for me and each of the girls to eat one (Frugalboy isn't a fan of raw tomatoes), but after I washed them and ate one, I decided that since I had done most of the garden work, I didn't have to share this time. So I didn't.
There will be lots more cherry tomatoes for the girls to eat this summer. The first ones were the fruits of my labor.
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Totally Jealous!
Nothing better than tomatoes from the garden! My chickens have had a hay day with my poor tomato plants though, so I fear a tomato off the vine is a long way out for me. (Unless I sneak over to my parents house for some... ;) )
Mmmmm.
Sounds delicious!