From dad, with love
Last summer, I sent my dad some heirloom tomato plants from an organic farm in southern California. This summer, I received a box from FedEx, opening it up as I climbed the stairs to my apartment, I used my keys to cut the tape.
It contained two tomatoes, swathed in bubble wrap, juicy and soft. This was the only plant that survived the winter, and it began taking over my parents’ backyard over a month ago. When the first fruit started to appear, we weren’t sure what color it would end up being: would the tomatoes be purple when ripe? Red? White? As it turns out, they remained green.
Thanks dad!
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