Our grandson picked a bunch of green tomatoes in October, when we were about to have freezing temps. When our daughter came over, she did better than Larry and I did at eating them as they ripened. I had to throw away a few that spoiled. This one, I kept looking at, wondering if it was any good. The Gardener on Sherlock Street recently did a post on the tomatoes she had on her counter, which made me renew my interest in the last tomato on my counter. Well, finally, today, I checked it out.
I wish I would have taken the first photo from the place this tomato spent the last couple of months. I don't know why I didn't.
After the first cut, I had hopes that it was still OK to eat.
It was not as sweet as a fresh vine ripened tomato, but it was a nice December treat. The salad was from the store. I'm pleased to be able to eat lettuce again, after having problems with my jaw this summer. The night guard I got from a TMJD dentist seems to be helping.
Happy New Year! Oh, and my parents are celebrating 60 years of marriage today. I don't think they read my blog, but I wanted to mention it anyway. That's quite an accomplishment!