I’ve always been somewhat of a late bloomer.  Didn’t learn how to ride a bike until seven or eight years of age. Awkward and shy, I never made it to prom. Didn’t get my first taste of many foods like avocado or sushi until my adult life.  Never developed a taste for tomatoes until my teen years. I guess the tomatoes planted in the garden in early spring somewhat take after me. At the rate they are growing, we won’t have ripe tomatoes till September! Ok, maybe that’s pushing it just a bit… more like August? In any case, the plants themselves are growing quite big, some so big they’ve overgrown the stakes I put up for support. But the fruit has just start to blossom. I guess the heirloom tomato salad with buffalo mozzarella, fresh cracked pepper and sea salt, tomato consommé, and pa amb tomàquet (Catalan tomato bread) will have to wait a few more weeks!

black krim; green zebra

yellow pear; trader joe tomatoes that grew from the compost pile!

This journal was never meant to be a soapbox, nor did I ever intend to talk about subjects like this, but please… do yourself a favor and watch the documentary Food, Inc. We all deserve to know more about where our food comes from, the dangers of our food industry, and what we can do to implement change. I’ve always considered myself slightly more conscious than most, of the things I consumed. Watching this film has led me to reconsider some of my perceptions, habits, and buying behaviors. See it for yourself and be the judge.