That's how much the tomato I picked yesterday weighed.
That's 1.29 pounds, for the metrically challenged. This was from a
Mortgage Lifter.

Yes, I know it's not like the hugest tomato ever, but with the
monsoons we've been having around here, most of my beefsteak-type
tomatoes split before they get ripe. The ones that have survived the
blight, that is. I've been picking a little early and letting them
ripen on the counter to avoid the splitting.

I'm pretty darned pleased with this beauty. Or I was. It's gone now.
burp Um 'scuse me.


Penelope