I imagine right now my friend Judy is rushing peanuts (roasted and salted) out to her pet squirrels while my pet squirrels are feasting on my tomatoes. No one can possibly imagine the jolt of seething, white-hot hate that raged through my body when I saw this, my first tomato.
I’m calmer now.
How can you expect them to resist such a beauty!? I’m sorry for your loss.