I pick about half a pint a day. Which kind of adds up. I'm loving it though, because this year's crop is perfectly sweet. Last year's cherry tomatoes were like a disturbing game of Russian roulette -- is this one going to be wonderfully sweet or face-meltingly bitter?
The garden could use some weeding, but I don't care too much right now. It's not like I have time.
Now that we're back from the BWCA I'm supposed to be fully into Deprivation Month, but it hasn't exactly worked out. I decided to push for a post-State-Fair Deprivation Month and simply cut back on meat to maybe one meal a day. In September I can be hardcore about it with no meat and no alcohol, and possibly no sweets. I should try and find a juicer before then.
I'm eating healthier lately. That is not to say I'm eating healthy, but it has gotten better. I won't go into the BBQ bacon cheeseburger, fries, and blueberry pie I attacked immediately upon leaving the woods last week (but seriously it was the most glorious cheeseburger I have ever put in my mouth).
Exhibit A:
The tomatoes, beets, and green beans were from the garden. There's also lettuce under there somewhere. That's balsamic and olive oil drizzled on top.
Exhibit B:
Mashed white and sweet potatoes with tomato gravy (yellow tomatoes from the garden) and baked tofu with Famous Dave's Georgia Mustard sauce.
Please excuse the cat hair.
Yeah, so there's bacon fat in that tomato gravy. Bacon is still on my acceptable list.
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