This past Saturday morning, instead of fretting and sweating over the EFHIP – WHICH IS STILL NOT FINISHED, MIND YOU – Trent and I decided to do something more enjoyable:
We picked and ate the first tomato from our GIGANTIC black truffle heirloom plant, that’s currently completely taking over the west side of our yard.
I’m not kidding – we now have this thing propped up on THREE old patio chairs…
And it’s only planted in a cardboard box full of compost! Do not underestimate the usefulness of a few rotten apples + some eggshells + grass clippings.
Anyway, back in the interior safety of the kitchen, away from the monstrous plant’s tentacles and the lure of the EFHIP (yes, that’s a hint – it’s a backyard EFHIP), we sliced into our first tomato of 2014:
AND IT WAS INCREDIBLE. Just like Burpee described. WAY better than any tomato of 2013, so we’ve obviously upped our game (don’t let our ghetto cardboard box planter fool you!).
And then we realized, this beautiful fruit (and the approximately 15 dozen that will soon follow it) was made possible from a little seed given to us by our friends, Don and Emma. And we were eating it the morning of their wedding (which was really the main reason I was not allowed to get into the EFHIP, but whatevz).
After we wiped the juice off our chins, we hightailed it up to Mendocino to watch them walk down what was surely the MOST BEAUTIFUL aisle ever, at Campovida:
And we smiled to ourselves the whole time, thinking of our oh-so-apropos tomato toast that morning.
Of course, they had a few spectacular toasts and things of their own planned that evening…
But they couldn’t calculate for the AWESOME FACTOR that Team Temple brings to the party!
We didn’t bring any wedding tomatoes because frankly, they have plenty at Campovida. We’ll save that for when Don and Emma get back from Bali (yes, they do everything in style). But we will say…
Don and Emma: you threw the perfect celebration of you. May your marriage be long and happy, and may you continue to create beautiful things on this earth. Preferably the edible kind we can all share together, but kids are okay, too.