It's difficult to think anything but pleasant thoughts while eating a homegrown tomato.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Just when you're beginning to think pretty well of people, you run across somebody who puts sugar on sliced tomatoes.
I love judging food by its smell and feel and taste. The healthiest tomato isn't always the perfect one that's been covered in pesticides.
I love tomatoes, and they're so good for you.
Good thoughts bear good fruit, bad thoughts bear bad fruit.
With their bright color and fantastic balance of acidity and sweetness, tomatoes are a natural refresher and the perfect element for meals on warm and sultry days.
You rarely get satisfaction sitting in an easy chair. If you work in a garden on the other hand, and it yields beautiful tomatoes, that's a good feeling.
The difference between a bland tomato and great one is immense, much like the difference between a standard, sliced white bread and a crusty, aromatic sourdough.
To grow a tomato or a pepper and prepare a meal from your labor and care is primordially satisfying.
I like to think of thoughts as living blossoms borne by the human tree.
There is nothing better than picking up sun-warmed tomatoes and smelling them, feeling them and scrutinizing their shiny skins for imperfections, dreaming of ways to serve them.