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Food on Fridays with Ann
Frost warnings sent us to the garden to harvest tomatoes. Actually, my husband headed out while I was in a meeting.
“Shall I pull off even green ones?” he asked me by text.
“If even just a speck of red or pink, yes.”
So he picked the tomatoes. All shapes and sizes and degrees of ripeness.
Some may never fully deepen in color.
Others seem deformed.
We’ll try to slice around the rotten spots to salvage what’s edible.
As I walk around the kitchen and glance at this late harvest, I can’t help thinking how life is similar sometimes—lumpy, cracked, imperfect.
Yet we gather everything and see what we have to work with.
Despite the lumpy imperfection of days that pile on challenging relationships, consuming task lists, unexpected surgeries, and mistakes of all kinds, we find abundant nourishment.
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Love the analogy, Ann – and those green ones? Perfect for fried green tomatoes. Yum!
I’ve got to learn how to make those, Patricia!
What a beautiful metaphor, Ann! I loved this post!
Thank you, April. I’m so glad you take time to write and encourage.
I bet you can make a delicious sauce or other cooked tomato recipe (have you tried Loubie?) using those “weird” tomatoes! It can be a lot of fun salvaging something great from food that looks questionable.
Great idea! I should just cut them all up and start them burbling on the stove.
Just thinking that I have some “green tomatoes” of my own.
More analogy….
Sometimes the challenging relationships bring our greatest and deepest memories. Walking through hurts and coming out on the other side like big beefsteak tomatoes.
Is that heaven, Trish? A lush garden of flourishing beefsteak tomatoes?
Although they are NOT my favorite, my Robert likes fried GREEN tomatoes! Yours look like you were able to save some good eating.