SEXY INSIDE AND OUT, WHO IS HE?

SEXY INSIDE AND OUT, WHO IS HE?

SEXY INSIDE AND OUT

What food could this be? It has a variational spheric external body, carries colours from definitive red to translucent white and its’ divergent size includes the Beefsteak variety to the Cherry. I shall relieve you of further anxiety in your quest for an answer, for I am describing the food that qualifies as a fruit, the quite common, tomato. I say common as I am sure we have all heard of, and consumed a tomato. So how does this chap Mr Tomato[1] get into our mouths and what does he taste like to me?

At some point in time before on-line-shopping, I went grocery shopping inside a supermarket. Imagine, I used to walk in and find items that attracted my fancy by sight and aroma. This might include persuasive advertising positioned purposely to influence my buying potential as the naive customer. As I approach the fresh fruit and vegetable section, one cannot miss the red breed of tomato. With its luscious inviting coloured skin, it is an innocently naturally coloured, advertisers dream.

I pick up Mr. Tomato and tossed him into my trolley. But hey, where did he come from? His travels have been quite extensive. Looking at Mr. Tomato’s passport I see he is from Tommasi, Province of Vicenza, Italy. Tommasi is 964 miles from my house. This guy really has had quite a journey and I must treat him with a little more respect. I quickly made him more comfortable in my trolley as he was almost to his final destination, my mouth.

Before I begin my review of eating Mr Tomato, for legal reasons I would like to point out that Mr. Tomato is a fruit and not a real person therefore, I am not guilty of cannibalism.

Going in for the kill. I let him sit for a moment on the counter top. He looked radiant and tempting. I picked him up and took a bite. As I broke through his skin, it tore jaggedly but the eruption of soft liquid beneath his outer flesh was refreshing. He tasted natural, earthy, healthy and sweet with tiny little seeds that were almost insignificant to the moment. This was one tasty exciting dude and a welcome break from some of his colleagues, who can be so boring. They tend to be good looking on the outside, but not much going on, on the inside. Mr Tomato thankfully, was great looking and delicious, both externally and internally.

I have new respect for the Tomato, especially those from Tommasi, Italy. I am hopeful that all of Mr. Tomato’s family are as delectable as my experience. I highly recommend you try them but responsibly remind you, to give them the esteem they deserve. After all, they have travelled a very long way for your trifling consumption.