Friday, November 09, 2007

Tomatoes

Here are some heirloom tomatoes grown by Mr. and Mrs. Peculiar this summer in Colorado. The big ones in particular may have been the best I ever ate.




It occurs to me that I, Libby, and the P's were all born in cities, Lib and I in big ones, but we were not raised in fear of the natural.

Of course when Libby was a kid her family kept a pig and ducks, (and dogs, and a parrot) in Berkeley. And my father's family kept chickens and rabbits in Boston.

3 comments:

mdmnm said...

Lovely tomatoes! I love the heirlooms, particularly the Rio Grandes and the Cherokee Purples. My last few are ripening in the kitchen, despite the lack of a frost to this point. Basil is about gone, too. Sigh- now to wait until next July for the good stuff again.
On another note, book or no, dang, talk about a flurry of posting!

Paul said...

My Dad, who grew up in Brooklyn, kept pigs and chickens in the yard. Wonder if anyone still does that?

Paul

Steve Bodio said...

From what I have read in the NYT, urban farming is starting again. NY actually seems kinder than Boston or Bay area so far.

Pigs may still be a stretch though...