When I was in Tremonton the first time, I scoped out tomatoes. One place I could get tomatoes for $10 a bushel if I pick them myself. I picked just a dozen tomatoes to eat and realized that I would have a rough go of it if I had to pick a couple bushels of tomatoes. My next quest was to see how much it would cost for pre-picked tomatoes. The first place I stopped had them for $12.50 for half a bushel!! I don't think so. I went to another place. $11 you pick or $21 they pick. I'm cheap enough that I will wipe myself out to save 20 bucks. Besides, that would buy a basket of peaches. But alas, I had another plan. I called Steph. The tricky part is that Steph doesn't like tomatoes so I would have to make her a good offer. Here's the deal we made. She could visit with Rachel and Becky and I would also take her to the fruit stand for fresh peaches, etc. She also got a fresh peach shake from Peach City. I think she made out pretty darn good. The problem was that Steph got ALL her pay-off before she picked one tomato. Steph was good to her word and we got about 3 bushels. Steph convinced me that I need to make her and Dan some salsa.
Yes, there is a funny story to go with the tomato picking. I drove about half way up the field and then decided to go all the way to the end and go across to the next roadway. I knew there were furrows going across there, but didn't think that would be a big problem. We started bouncing across the furrows. I was going slow to not bounce too much, I didn't want to have tomato juice. I got stuck between the furrows. It took me a few tries to get out. When I got going, I went faster. BOUNCEY. BOUNCEY. BOUNCEY. I guess it would have worked better if my car were 4-wheel drive.
I canned a couple dozen pints of peaches Saturday. Today I did 17 quarts of tomato juice. That barely dented my tomato supply. Tomato juice and salsa all week.
On my way home, I was able to meet the famous little Ellie. What a cutie she is. She is such a cute and patient little thing. She let me hold her for 15-20 min and then she decided that she had had enough and started crying. Of course she was fine as soon as she was safely with mom again.
Kitchen fairy visit
10 years ago

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