Tomatoed Out
I wasn’t tomatoed out from the strain of keeping tabs on The Little Tomato That Could. That was a most enjoyable process. However, on The Day of Reckoning, I ended up eating tomatoes all day.
My work colleague brought me one giant- and three normal-sized tomatoes from her garden, and I had been having one each day for lunch. The Day of Reckoning was no different. Then, at the end of the day as I packed up to go home, I put several things in my empty lunch bag: a couple of plastic bags to reuse, the power brick for my iBook, my iPod, and the giant tomato which I planned to eat in two sessions over the weekend.
When I unpacked at home, the above photo was the scene that greeted me when I opened the lunch bag. The giant tomato had burst! Well, okay, been squished. Fortunately, my iPod’s SportSuit Convertible by Marware (whose products I heartily endorse; my iBook has a SportFolio Sleeve and a Milano) kept it nice and dry. However, I had no choice but to resolve to eat the giant tomato then and there.
I ate The Little Tomato That Could first, so as not to spoil my savoring of it, then consumed the giant tomato. Then I was tomatoed out.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
