Tomato. Just the one. This is an aberation, my sister gave me this plant, a red zebra, for my birthday and it’s the only plant in my garden that looks like it’s going to produce anything. And there won’t be another red tomato for weeks it appears to me.
The tomato, like all first tomatoes, as well as first pancakes and waffles, was not-so-much. But it was something anyway and I was thrilled to have it.