I shop produce first, even when the store doesn’t shunt me there with its layout. Friday, barely into the nearest Whole Foods, I spotted this heirloom tomato, all 2.25 pounds of it. I wandered the store getting things for the list, but couldn’t shake the idea of thing. I texted my wife and a couple friends about it, and they said, “buy it!” For scale, I can just comfortably get one hand around each half; it takes two hands to hold it. It looks like conjoined twins–I guess it’s offensive now to use the older, more common name. A bit hard–we’ll give it a few days to ripen up and then what? My wife’s vote is for stuffing it. I was thinking a stupendous, feeds-a-family-of-four Caprese salad.
all the voices in my head 