My Musings
Traveling Companions
I'm not sure where these handsome little tomatoes were grown (maybe Canada?), but I can testify that they were purchased in West Roxbury, MA some 10 or 12 days prior to the publishing of this post.
Since that fateful moment, they have voyaged far and wide and still appear to be in excellent shape. Even after a tense border crossing during which I chose not to declare their existence (nerve-wracking), then traveling through complicated Quebecer country in the heat and the rain, these little fellers appear entirely unscathed. Part of that is luck: I was well fed and didn't need to consume them.
I will be honored to accompany these gutsy fruit back to their home, where I will proceed to consume them with olive oil and salt.
Next time you're traveling, consider for a moment the resilient grape tomato.
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