smashing tomato
it is harvest time bumper crop so they grow like weeds that when friends and co-workers wrinkle their brows at their tomato gardens raising a collective leaf for their kind to rise above i say yes please might i have many few no store-bought red rubber balls for me i love to eat and eat so much i may turn round and red and join the fight
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back in Ohio Dad's crop is finally reddening. so he's a happy man which makes me a happy man.
hey we got a little tomato synchronicity going here...
alex: loads and loads of tomatoes for me is an ecstasy.
jean: is it the air in n ca?
jesse: that's why the tomato is called the love apple.
I like that. A love apple. I have not heard that before.
Room temperature. Sliced thickly. White bread. Heavy mayonnaise. Salt and pepper.
Bliss.
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