be sure to be specific when you share the news. Ken's co-worker (and my good friend) made me blush profusely today when I told her I had red tomatoes on my bush. She said, "I'm always interested in hearing what's growing on your bush but perhaps you should see a doctor."
I wanted the floor to swallow me up. But no such luck. I had to stand there and take it. Usually I have to head South for that sort of abuse. Good news is tomorrow I'll be picking up some lovely fresh mozzarella cheese and a bottle of wine for a perfect summer dinner - caprese salad. With my own, home-grown tomatoes. I can hardly wait.