That sad, reddish thing you pick out of your salad is to a tomato what Beef-A-Roni is to your Italian grandmother’s Sunday Dinner. Bred to not squish or bruise, rather than for flavor, if your red thing came from Florida, it was grown in sand pumped with nutrients, picked while green (often by literal slaves), and made red by storage in ethylene gas. It’s then packed and trucked off to stores and restaurants to be prepared and picked off by people who hate “tomatoes”.
You probably don’t hate tomatoes, you hate what mega agriculture wants you to think is a tomato. A home grown, ripe tomato is sweet and tart, juicy to the point of bursting, with a lovely outdoorsy, lightly earthy, uniquely tomato-y scent…needing nothing except perhaps a little salt and pepper to make eating one an almost erotic experience.
So rather than hate the poor red thing, hate the multinationals that push their fried corn/sugar/salt/cheese products and make vegetables something to dread, rather than savor!
Some information stolen from the book “Tomatoland: How Modern Industrial Agriculture Destroyed Our Most Alluring Fruit” by Harry Estabrook
Or add shrimp, onion, sweet pepper, and zucchini slices to the spike, marinate with a little Italian dressing, grill on three sides, and put on a bed of rice!
I love good homegrown tomatoes.
Hate the crappy ones sold in stores.
That sad, reddish thing you pick out of your salad is to a tomato what Beef-A-Roni is to your Italian grandmother’s Sunday Dinner. Bred to not squish or bruise, rather than for flavor, if your red thing came from Florida, it was grown in sand pumped with nutrients, picked while green (often by literal slaves), and made red by storage in ethylene gas. It’s then packed and trucked off to stores and restaurants to be prepared and picked off by people who hate “tomatoes”.
You probably don’t hate tomatoes, you hate what mega agriculture wants you to think is a tomato. A home grown, ripe tomato is sweet and tart, juicy to the point of bursting, with a lovely outdoorsy, lightly earthy, uniquely tomato-y scent…needing nothing except perhaps a little salt and pepper to make eating one an almost erotic experience.
So rather than hate the poor red thing, hate the multinationals that push their fried corn/sugar/salt/cheese products and make vegetables something to dread, rather than savor!
Some information stolen from the book “Tomatoland: How Modern Industrial Agriculture Destroyed Our Most Alluring Fruit” by Harry Estabrook
@margot I have had real tomatoes. They’re gross too. Granny used to make butter and tomato sandwiches using garden grown tomatoes. Blech
Add-on idea: Put the spiked tomatoes on my salad.
Or add shrimp, onion, sweet pepper, and zucchini slices to the spike, marinate with a little Italian dressing, grill on three sides, and put on a bed of rice!
How can anyone hate tomatoes? They taste like summer
@tinamarie1974 What you call ‘summer flavor’, I call turpentine
@compunaut
I just need something to pre-pierce cherry tomatoes in order to depressurize them so they don’t burst it my mouth when I bite into them.
@medz Cut 'em in half.
@lseeber seems like a lot of work
@medz can be.
I just did that manually at Chick-Fil-A. Stupid tomatoes.
He’s awesome. Also check out William Osman if you like these kinds of videos.
/youtube William Osman laser
POKER! JOKER! NOT MEDIOCRE! AWESOME!
[NSFW LANGUAGE]
Today I saw an ATTACK ON THE KILLER TOMATOES billboard.
The sign was just above the entrance to a nursery and garden store.
/giphy “ATTACK ON THE KILLER TOMATOES”
@f00l
Blurry due to distance.
Every once in awhile I eat a tomato/piece of tomato to see if I still hate them. I ate two cherry tomatoes last week. I still hate tomatoes.
What would life be without homegrown tomatoes?
@tinamarie1974
I like that kid… the first of his videos i saw was: