Decidedly not tomato red
Labor Day, pshaw! I put away 22 quarts (quarts!) of tomatoes yesterday.
Gawd, I don’t even want to even SEE another tomato for a while. And I won’t: we’re leaving tomorrow for Tom’s show in Boston. (Come see us if you can: it’s at the Bernard Toale/Carroll and Sons space, with the public opening on Friday.) I usually have a hard time leaving the farm, usually fearing for the animals, but…everyone is in good hands so it should be fine.
And yes, I will appreciate the vacation from food preservation. I’ll be back soon enough and those pesky tomatoes will be leaping off their vines, I am sure. Let’s not talk about the grapes, as I noticed the Niagaras are ready…oh gosh get me out of here!!