Taint nothing better than a Mater!

My parents have a little garden in their backyard and they grown delicious tomatoes. It has been forever since I had a real tomato, not the kind forced grown by chain supermarkets. Ah, I vividly remember sitting on the front steps in our house in Quinby eating tomato after tomato like an apple. Obviously it runs in the family. The kids live for picking and eating tomatoes. I think they each ate two right at this moment.