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Monday, August 03, 2009

Grandpa's Garden

My grandfather has a garden. To say it's a garden is a bit disingenuous. It's a small farm. He grows corn, tomatoes, zucchini, cantaloupe, honeydew, black-eyed peas, beans, eggplant, and more. Then there are the fruit trees: two kinds of cherries, two kinds of peaches, apples, oranges, tangerines, kumquats, and grapefruit. Leaving Grandma and Grandpa's house this time of year inevitably includes a box full of fresh, ripe, delicious produce.

Last night I had 3 peaches for dinner and a piece of bread. That's all I needed. Oh my goodness they were juicy. They remind me what peaches are supposed to taste like. I had three because those three didn't travel well and were starting to bruise. This also reminds me of why the produce in the market does not taste like this.

Today I had a peach for breakfast with my oatmeal. Then I had eggplant soup for lunch made with eggplant and tomatoes from the garden.

Whenever my grandpa goes anywhere, he brings bags of tomatoes and other stuff. No one is ever sad to see him coming. It's just magical cutting into a tomato that doesn't have any white parts. They're brilliant red through and through. And I'm spoiled for life. Whenever I see one of those sickly salmon-colored slices on something I've ordered, I just pick it off. But I fully expect to have a dinner of sauteed tomato and spinach this week. Or tomato-basil-mozzarella salad. Or tomato-zucchini-corn-onion stew. Grandpa's tomatoes are a tasty treat in anything I throw together.


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