Our annual village Christmas festival was this past Saturday. I had to go so I could fulfill my obligation of sitting at the preschool fundraising table, selling various crafts. Right next to the table I was (wo)manning was the church bake sale. They had the usual assortment of banana breads, cookies, pies, and . . . what's that on the end? OH MY GOD, THOSE ARE FRESH TOMATOES.
Apparently, one of their church members grows patio tomatoes on her enclosed and heated porch into the winter. They were selling pint boxes for four dollars. I got the last one.
You can keep your cookies and pies. If I can get fresh, homegrown tomatoes in December, my Christmas is going to be merry.
Merry Christmas to You! I wish I could have a tomato sandwich now.
ReplyDeleteThe question now is, did you share?
ReplyDeleteI left them on the counter, but I haven't been serving them for dinner or anything. No point in being too selfless. :-)
ReplyDeleteOh, my god you are soooo lucky.
ReplyDeleteWhat I wouldn't give for a vine ripe tomato right now on top of a toasted bagel with cream cheese and a bit of avocado topping it off!
Yay, you!