This started out as a ripe tomato from the local organic farm. So sweet and delicious, it’s just a distant relative to what can be bought in the store.
It’s one of those tomatoes that, even when perfectly ripe, is still a mix of brick-red and green. It had delicate rings of tan scar tissue — maybe tomato stretch marks? — and a cleavage from the stem down the back side. Only a tomato, but I think that’s where its magic lies.
It’s not merely a tomato at all. It’s murano glass, handblown into an ornament of enviable beauty.
Nestled in between those diagonals- held in place like a ring in a velvet box.
Ok Bonnie. I’ll buy that. Murano glass, held like a ring in a velvet box!
Thanks so much.
Ooh, funky cool.
I know exactly the type of tomato you’re talking about. We are going to try to grow some this summer.
Good luck with the tomatoes. They are really delicious, in addiition to being beautiful.