I sent Middle Boy out to pick more this afternoon and lookie lookie what we had growing in our back yard.
Oh why is it that the fair entries are over for the year? I could have won me some sweet moula with this mutant tomato! It's like conjoined twins! (Wow who knew I could spell conjoined on the first try?). It reminds me of that movie Attack of the Killer Tomatoes. I love the scene where the guy is sitting at a table in a quiet library and he looks up from his book with an evil grin and says out loud the word "tomatoes!" and everyone runs and screams in horror. I actually rented this movie thinking it would be great to expose my kids to this awesomely stupid cult classic. Turns out it wasn't so good and even I couldn't sit all the way through it. We've some a long ways in film making since 1978.
Now I just know that tonight this tomato will haunt me in my dreams. I better chop it up soon. I'm thinking omlets with tomato for breakfast.