So, I’ve been trying to eat more seasonally. Not that I’ve been eating strawberries in the middle of January in the past. But I’m trying to be more aware of what I buy as in my regular produce stash. These are the small choices we make that create our world, for better or for ill.
Tomatoes, however, are harder for me to work around. Much harder. I love fresh tomatoes. It’s my go-to on just about anything I eat on a regular basis. You know that scene in “waterworld” where they grab the tomato plant? I’m the nerd in the audience who thinks that’s a brilliant idea.
Anyway, I broke down last night. I bought 3 little Romas at new seasons. (so kill me, I’m making tacos tonight. What would you do?)
But see, new seasons has got my back. These are poor imitations of their summer counterparts. These taste like rubberized bits of tomato-flavored water.
So, thank you new seasons for shoving me back to the straight and narrow path. Sucks to be me.
And tomatoes- I look forward to seeing you in the summer.
