Mmmmmmm.....you have my mouth watering! It's next to impossible to get a good tomato in Florida. Something about the weather and the soil makes it difficult to grow the big ol' tasty ones. You can get some passible ones, but not the juice acidic ones that just scream out for two slices of white bread, lots of mayo and salt.
Mmmmmmm.....you have my mouth watering! It's next to impossible to get a good tomato in Florida. Something about the weather and the soil makes it difficult to grow the big ol' tasty ones. You can get some passible ones, but not the juice acidic ones that just scream out for two slices of white bread, lots of mayo and salt.
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Mmmmmmm.....you have my mouth watering! It's next to impossible to get a good tomato in Florida. Something about the weather and the soil makes it difficult to grow the big ol' tasty ones. You can get some passible ones, but not the juice acidic ones that just scream out for two slices of white bread, lots of mayo and salt.
Having grown up in a Chicago suburb I was privileged to enjoy the greatest tomatoes in the world. Big and fat I stood over the sink with a slat shaker and gorged myself on those monsters like my dad taught me to do. Then there were fried red tomatoes. My brother could not get enough of those. Now living in Texas there are none that can compare. I am told the reason is the winters' affect on the soil makes the difference and in the South are winters last about two weeks. Same holds true with corn on the cob. Corn in Florida is by far the best. Illinois had good corn but it was never consistent. One week the farmers stand was great but the next week it was not. Texas corn is OK.
My parents always planted some of those. They were less sour, and good for sandwiches because they weren't so juicy. Ohio is tomato country. I miss the tomatoes.A good friend of mine used to grow tomatoes from seed each year. They were big and fat and had a pink & yellow color. They were delicious!
For decades my cherry tomatoes were delicious. However, for the past three years they have been tasteless. I can’t figure it out.
I can recall doing the same at my Welsh gramma’s house. She had green thumbs to her elbows.I can remember when we were small, how we got to pick cherry tomatoes at our grandmas house. They were always there on the vine, right within our reach.....it was like magic!![]()