as long as i can remember summer there have been tomato plants. big, fat, juicy maters that cried out to be sliced with duke’s mayo and white bread. i’m literally smacking my lips thinking about this.
and just as much as i love tomatoes (which rank up there with cheese and my dog chloe) i love my husband. okay, okay i love my husband more. but i promise i love tomatoes a whole lot.
he knows about my love for tomatoes and he built me my very own container garden. isn’t he super? i’m the proud parent to 5 tomato plants, 1 squash, 1 zucchini, basil, and 2 eggplants.
and the produce count?
on the vine: 4 tomatoes, 1 eggplant
come on late june/early july. i’m hungry!