Tomato, To-mah-to…

Well, about this time every year, i commence whining. About the miserable desert heat, about the astronomical utility bill, about the utter lack of lightning bugs to bring an element of joy to sweltering summer nights... and maybe, most of all, about the fruitless (ha ha) search for a good tomato in the desert.Growing up in Kentucky, i was spoiled. Every May-August or so, I could go to the farmer's market, i could count on gifts from friends' gardens, i could even find beautiful local tomatoes … [Read more...]


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