There is nothing I love more about the end of summer than tomatoes. I could honestly eat toasted tomato sandwiches for the rest of my life if I had constant access to a never-ending supply of our home grown tomato plants. This year's crop has been freaking unbelievable which has made me a very happy camper. Our tomato plants have basically exploded. The cherry tomato plant has grown so large that it became capable of eating one of the patio chairs. I'm not kidding when I say that we are literally unable to remove this chair from the clutches of the ravenous cherry tomato plant. AND I'M NOT COMPLAINING!
This morning, mom made us all some delicious toasted tomato and bacon sandwiches. I could have died from happiness. The warmly grilled rye bread smeared with just the right amount of mayo that dripped over the sweet juicy slices of tomato and crunchy bacon pieces that were lightly salted and peppered to perfection was more than I could handle. In fact, I'm drooling now just writing this...
Always the rebel, Maddie simply had scrambled eggs with her bacon on the side. No worries, however. More tomatoes for me!
Later in the morning, I walked up the stairs after my shower to discover a fresh bowl of home made pico de gallo on the coffee table. Well...I scarfed some of that down pretty darn quickly. Om nom nom. Not only did I get to eat MORE of our delicious tomatoes, but I had some of our home grown hot peppers and onions as well.
As Maddie would say, "ERMERGERSH".
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