You’d think that with a title like Jerzeetomato, we’d be posting constantly as the crop started to come in. In fact we’ve been slacking off and enjoying our tomatoes. And we haven’t even gotten to The Inundation yet. But, no. We’re slackers. Here are some photos of the early crop.
Assorted Cherries, (Sungold, Chocolate Cherry and Little Red)

Big Beef and Cherokee Purple:
While we didn’t grow any of these this year, we will have to next year, obviously. Today’s NYT has a interesting look at the myth of the Jersey Tomato.
It was hot this week and I didn’t make it into the garden on Wednesday or Thursday. I went out this morning and this was the haul:
Primo and Segundo show off some of the larger specimens:
At 6:29 ET on July 6th the first tomato of the year was tasted by Segundo who pronounced the tomato as tasting like “a tomato”.
Primo declared it “sweet”.
For the record they were Sungold Cherries.
Filed under: Garden, Kitchen | Tags: cocktails, Garden, raspberries, zucchini
Every year right after the solstice we get our bumper crop of raspberries. This year was no different and since we were away nobody was here to pick the early ones. So last night we took almost two pints of berries. Segundo shows off the haul.
We even had enough to garnish a capirihna.
We had our second batch of squash blossoms, too, but nobody remembered the camera until they were gone.
We returned from our week in Colorado to discover our garden had been swallowed up by alien beings.
Or zucchini, maybe. Had our first fried blossoms the night we got back and more are scheduled for tonight.

A big day. We harvested our first produce that wasn’t lettuce or herbs. We roasted them in foil in the outdoor oven (i.e. the gas grill) and had them in salad. Sweet as candy.
The first time we saw the house there was a small clump of these poppies blooming. The clump is much larger now.
It’s sitting there, meditating or maybe brooding like some sort of sentinent being. But something is definitely going on inside. Something wonderful, or so I’m told.
We, and many of our fellow residents ponied up and purchased composters two weeks ago in a town-wide promotion. I’m supposed to feel better about myself for saving the earth somehow but it’s not reducing our amount of waste very much. If it helps the garden though, I’m all for it.
The booklet that came with it says to load it up with primarily kitchen waste. I’m thinking fruit flies (and starting to see them already when I open up). Frequent turning is supposed to alleviate this and prevent foul odors. They also said not to put it very far from the house so it won’t seem like a chore to make the trip out. I sincerely hope they’re right on all counts.
It is done. They’re all in the ground. This years contestants are:
Cherokee Purple
Big Beef
Japanese Truffle
Rutgers (‘natch)
Old German
White Wonder
Mr. Stripey
Amish Paste
Roma
Chocolate Cherry
Sungold
Sweet 100





