forgotten tastes

I wish you could feel this...

could smell this ....

and ohhhh

I really, really, wish you

could taste this...

If you could

 you would taste again 

that wondrous thing,

 that is,

 a tomato ripened on the vine, 

then picked,

 whilst the day's sun still warms the flesh

The texture firm, but giving,

 the juice running down your arm,

and so delicious,

 that you eat it like an apple

This roadside stall

 is where 'Tommie' hangs out 

5 days a week

from February to May.

If you asked

 'Tommie' would tell you that

IT'S HARD SLOG

IT"S DIRTY

IT'S TIRING

and....

IT'S FUN!

So, if, on your travels

 you should see the white truck

with the umbrella and the

gaily coloured tablecloths,

 covered in bags of tomatoes,

and the best tasting

 sauce, relish and pickles,

ask if you can taste one.

YOU WILL NOT WALK AWAY

WITH LESS THAN A BAG 

A gentleman today

 ordered 8 cases 

 to take back to his family and friends

   BECAUSE....

They taste like old fashioned Italian tomatoes

 and he hasn't had those 

since he arrived in Australia!!!!

'Tommie' says

Goodnight

Word verification for the night:

http://bonjourmadamestephanie.blogspot.com/

has  beautiful images of a well lit Eiffel Tower

and the letter were

KINGLIT!!!!!

Goodnight!