Strange Brew: More tales of distress....

Friday, September 2, 2005

More tales of distress....

When I was young, I used to spend a lot of time at my grammys house. She and I would walk to the garden with a shaker of salt, pick fresh, ripe tomatoes and eat them. They always had that wonderful "green smell" and when you bit into one, the juice would just run down your chin and cover you in... Sign in to see full entry.

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