We have a tomato problem. I mean, it isn't nearly as bad as some of my dad's gardening yields growing up...but this is just a fraction of what we've got going on...we've already made sauce and just plain peeled/seeded tomatoes already...I'm going to try my hand at drying tomatoes soon too. But we clearly have a problem.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
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If only you had a brother to whom you could have given tomatoes - a brother who came to visit you - a brother who brought Rock Band to West fuckin' Virginia for you ...
In conclusion, eat me.
You could have asked. And most of these came in after you left anyways...
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