only two things that money can't buy, that's true love and homegrown tomatoes

Reporting from the SE Division location of Stumptown Coffee, the best coffee in Portland....

So yesterday I had a major revelation. Those of you who know me well will understand the significance of this. I was picking cherry tomatoes in my garden, and just for the hell of it, I ate a few. I've eaten some before and didn't really like them. But this time I kept eating them and realized they were pretty good. Then I made some quesadillas for dinner and cut some up and put them in there with some good Vermont cheese, some organic sour cream, some lettuce, and my favorite hot sauce. And it was so good! It made me really happy (and made me finally get the song...). So this marks the first time in my entire life that I have ever enjoyed a raw tomato. We'll see if it lasts. I don't expect it will extend to full-size tomatoes. Anyway, here are a few pictures of my tomatoes and my crazy cat. Sweet version above and psychotic posessed version below. Those of you who know Emma Lou well will be familiar with both....