You say tomato…

[ksmith]

…I say, Oh boy.

We’re supposed to get hit with nighttime lows in the 30s next week, so after grocery shopping and lunch, I grabbed gloves and trimmers and yard waste bags and took down the tomato plants.

I did not realize I still had this many tomatoes. Possibly 15 pounds, maybe more.

I separated the ripe ones–about a quart of cherry tomatoes and several bigguns–and bagged the rest and stashed them in closets throughout the house. I hope I don’t forget about any of them, or I’ll be in for a messy time.

I see several pasta al pomodoro dinners in my future. And perhaps some forays into green tomato relish.

The peppers are still trying. One bell has a pepper about 2 inches long, and the Cubanelle has a pinky-size pepper. I doubt they’ll grow large enough to harvest, but I’ll leave them alone until the hard freeze comes. I bought the thyme inside for its second winter; the basil and tarragon aren’t worth the effort, so outdoors they shall remain until the inevitable befalls. I shall close my ears to their little plant cries, and they shall go the way of all things.

Mirrored from Kristine Smith.

Comments

[puddleshark.livejournal.com]

Wow! It's been a good year, then.

I hope I don't forget about any of them... I quite like the thought of tomatoes lurking in ambush all over the house. *Tomato surprise!*

[kristine-smith.livejournal.com]

Wow! It's been a good year, then.

Eventually. The cool spring meant that the plants lagged behind about three weeks. Then the hot spell in June/July killed off a lot of blossoms, meaning that the August wave of the harvest was sorta sparse. Then temps moderated and the plants got confused--they were still blossoming even as leaves were starting to die off.

I quite like the thought of tomatoes lurking in ambush all over the house. *Tomato surprise!*

*g* I was thinking more of bags of rotted, moldy mush. Then I remembered "Attack of the Killer Tomatoes."