Sunday, May 9, 2004


In the heroic style of food-writing, we have

Guest Entry #3:

Have you ever inhaled the scent of a just-picked tomato? Have you ever eaten a tomato like you would an apple? Those strange-looking pinkish rocks in most grocery stores are a mockery of the real thing: a deep-hued, wildly frangrant fruit that stuns with its flavor. When a woman takes a bite out of a sun-ripen Campari, her eyes will close, her neck will flush, and her face will tilt towards heaven.

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