Tuesday, June 21, 2011

I'm basically a farmer.

I mean, I'm no Novella Carpenter, but I have a very successful crop of heirloom tomatoes that have grown quite happily (and deliciously) on my kitchen counter.

I'm more than a little impressed at my green thumbed-ness by growing tomatoes in the less-than-ideal tomato climate of the San Francisco Bay, but INSIDE, no less!
And yes, that is a spatula and a hairclip holding them up. I never bought any supports. I guess I didn't think they would really grow. BUT THEY DID.

I served some tomatoes with a salad for some lucky dinner guests last night.

I mean, have you ever seen a more adorable tomato?

I know I haven't.

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