While I was out, the ‘maters came in
Good Evening, dear reader, yeah, you read that right. I picked a bushel and a half of some of the best tomatoes today. The frost came, and we rather much forgot about them, and yesterday I noticed a lot of red out there in the north garden. When I mentioned this to Wifey, she said, “Well we better pick em”.
“We” (indeed) we ought to pick them ‘maters,,,
They were real beauties, well, a lot of them were mooshy and went to the chickens. The other bushel and a half were fed through the squeezo strainer. And now the whole house has that wonderful tomato-sauce-is-reducing-kinda aroma.
And tomorrow we will can another batch of tomato sauce. The latest batch evar.