Anyway back to the Grand kids. Sherry had fixed tomato and lettuce sandwiches the day before. Corey. The oldest, said Grandma, I want another of those salad sandwiches. We got a big laugh from that, I had never thought of it that way.
I don’t know what it is but the taste of a commercial tomato doesn’t seem to be much better than paste board. Shirl raises a lot of cherry tomatoes. I never realized how handy and easy to eat they were. Simply pluck and pop into your mouth, and the taste is great. They are called grape, cherry and/or salad tomatoes. This year I think they mislabeled a couple of her vines. I think one is ‘Romano’ or the pear shaped tomato. They are already twice as big as your thumb and still green.
Did you ever watch a TV series taken from the movie and play “Cat on a Hot Tin Roof”. That was the first time I learned that there was a difference tin commercial and home grown tomatoes. In the series the under dog (can’t think of his name), was growing tomatoes commercially. He had introduced a tomato that could be picked by machine, but was tough enough not to get bruised. I remember thinking, I think I have eaten some of those.
Even thought he tomatoes are hand picked in Florida, they still do not have the taste of Mama’s tomatoes.
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