Better together, fresh from the garden.

Love at first bite. I started picking and eating cherry tomatoes from our garden when I was 2 years old. All fine and good till I wandered into the next row and started on the hot cherry peppers. My parents heard my screams first, only to find me rubbing my eyes and stomping my feet. After I stopped crying I went back to the pepper plant and said "Yucky! Not tamaters Mommy." Never made that mistake again, although I do like spicy food. With no recollection of this, the story comes to me via my mom.