My dear husband knows how to grow tomatoes. Two days ago, I picked a bucket and a half of
tomatoes and made two large pots of sauce.
Today I picked another bucket full, leaving on the plants anything that
I thought could wait another two days.
Some of the tomatoes will be for eating fresh, some will go to a
neighbor, some I put whole in the freezer, and the rest are now bubbling in
another large pot of sauce.
The tomatoes are organically grown and straight from the
garden, as are the green peppers. I caught the insect that crawled out of the
green pepper and dispatched him, so he didn’t end up in the sauce. I added onions, garlic powder, salt, pepper,
parsley and oregano. I may or may not
have added something extra this time.
It is an exceptionally warm and humid day. While standing over the sink peeling the
tomatoes which had been scalded with boiling water, I found my face was perspiring
profusely. I did my very best to prevent
the perspiration that was dripping off my nose and chin from landing on the
tomatoes or in the pot. I cannot
guarantee I was completely successful.
But….I washed my face this morning, and I had not yet put on
moisturizer or make-up, so I figure the liquid rolling off my face was
completely organic.
If I get compliments on this batch of sauce, I plan on saying
that I really put something of myself into it.
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