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... Nothing could be finer than biting
into that first ripe, red tomato that you have grown and watered all by yourself. ... I told him to shut up and eat. ...
I gave hundreds of tomatoes to my friends, but they just kept on coming.
After I ran out of friends, l decided to make tomato sauce. I found a
fancy tomato press at Williams-Sonoma and took it home. By the time I
was done, my kitchen looked like the site of The Texas Chainsaw
Massacre. But I accomplished my objective. Now I have enough tomato
sauce to last six years. ... Buying tomatoes at the
supermarket would be cheaper than the dirt I had to buy to grow my own
in. ... I
blame our hunter-gatherer brain stems, which are hardwired to believe
that we will starve if we dont put food up for the winter.
Perhaps this is why I cant bear to throw out even one tomato. ...
I can neither sew, nor spin, build a house, or bale some hay. The only
useful thing I can do is poke a hole in a pile of dirt and put a tomato
plant in it.
Approximate Word count = 887
Approximate Pages = 3.5
(250 words per page double spaced)
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