We are not denying the possible existence of yet more green tomatoes at Chateau Sutton-Goar. We just no longer give a d_mn.
Apparently even my most thrifty/health conscious/organically-minded self has some limits. If I have to touch one more green tomato, something is going to snap, and the odds are fairly high that it would be my mind. That is, if one doesn't count green tomato cake as already leaping that hurdle. To be fair, the cake was quite fabulous and wasn't even slightly green, which helped. My friends are a sporting lot, but green baked goods are usually a pretty hard sell.
The canner has officially been put away, the kitchen is back to normal, and my sociology book beckons. It may be hard to believe, but after all those green tomatoes, John Locke is sounding pretty attractive right now....
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