Sometimes, though, you’re not looking for a full-sized slicer and would prefer tomatoes tiny enough to just pop in your mouth. It’s fantastic in everything from pasta dishes to homemade pizza sauce. This South American native plant comes in thousands of varieties, ranging from the candy-sweet Sungold to the bumpy Black Krim.
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I don’t know how to do this so this week and last are now attachments.There’s no competition-tomatoes win the title of the most popular garden crop.Creative Works Poetic and Narrative Inquiry (Kate).exploring GRT Language Bench with Chris, Reese, and a few others….“Blackboxing it”: A poetic min/d/ing the gap of an imposter experience in academia.A first-family-holiday-as-a-PhD-student event.Eight events for entering a PhD: A poetic inquiry into happiness, humility, and self-care.Kneading to Receive Remembrance: thoughts on cooking as inquiry and performing cultural heritage.Black Vernissage, a basket of 2oz saucy baubles. November 15: labels, sorting, notes, photos, jars, dreams.
Seed fermentation in rows of labeled shot glasses. Wapsipinicon Peaches, with their soft fuzzy skins, keep poorly but incite conversation. They cover the windowsills where their parent plants once stretched their pale green leaves in infancy. Gather armfuls of green tomatoes before every downpour, half an eye on the clouds. Opalka, long and pointy, heavy with true tales of Polish exile (hold the cabbage rolls). September 15: branches weigh heavily on inadequate poles, crushing them with the weight of history, whole legends of families and great escapes melted into flavourful bites, enhanced by stewing–acid, sweet, smoke, salt.Isis Candy Box : a mixed gene pool and mystery grab bag of mottled sunbursts, delivered in round and oblong shapes. The riot of colour begin from the top down, in a fight against birds and rats and squirrels. August 15: the blight creeps, from the ground up.Creamy, fruity Valencia: from Maine, or Spain,ĭepending on the day and time and storyteller. If not caged and tamed, our friends (too-long domesticated) succumb to disease and early death. The endless search for broken hockey sticks, discarded pool cues, bamboo poles, ropes, wire. Structural pruning, aspirational staking. July 15: the hunt for suckers continues in earnest.Stump of the World: smooth-skinned and Biblical ideal for sandwich picnics, hikes, Sunday school, pulpit smashing. Me, inspecting for telltale yellow blossoms, and the foraging bees (who prefer the nectar of nearby raspberry canes). June 15: dug in with stale kibble, epsom salts, dry no-fat milk, everything reaches for the sky.Oaxacan Jewel, 8oz Mexican sunsets, marbled with hues of gold, pink, red, orange. May 15: once night temperatures exceed 15oC, set coffee cup planters out in the day, in again at night.
Azoychka was found in a bird market and brought back to the US in the lining of a suitcase. Cover every windowsill attempt defense from rambunctious cats. April 15: once seedlings set 2 true leaves, transplant to used coffee cups, label carefully, water daily.Moldova: landlocked, once of the Russian Empire. Fared well in drought immune to bird pecks prolific. Me, the arbiter of waking and sleeping, sifting through the seedbox, weighing the painstaking notes from years past. Salad box greenhouses, set on south-facing window sills. March 15: 6-8 weeks before “last frost date,” except it rarely frosts here on the Coast and these instructions mean very little.From Crimea (like many of the best short-season beauties), a place also infamous in the mythology of warfare. Purple Russian, plum-shaped, smoky, bacon-like, regal. February 15: amass plastic salad boxes and single-use paper coffee cups.Mikado, pink, 1886, its longevity a testament to the orientalism that birthed Madame Butterfly, Turandot, the ice princess, the prostitute with a heart of gold. January 15: lovingly drool over sumptuous catalogue descriptions, while the dreary grey outside comes pouring out of the sky.
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