tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16659850.post7204842920215838874..comments2024-03-17T03:42:21.277-05:00Comments on LEARNING CURVE ON THE ECLIPTIC: Friday-Saturday & Sundry Thoughts...on Sandwiches & Their Creeping Crapification.Twilighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14138621610593773784noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16659850.post-12358081582942306132017-04-15T12:07:53.896-05:002017-04-15T12:07:53.896-05:00Wisewebwoman ~ Ta WWW! You have me salivating too ...Wisewebwoman ~ Ta WWW! You have me salivating too now! :-) I often make a tomato sandwich for my lunch, but mine are not half as yummy as your mother's sounds to have been! The tomato, hereabouts is, sadly, subject to creeping crapification too. (GMO, I bet!) Once or twice we've come across some grown, and grown naturally, in Arkansas or Colorado and they've been a lot more tomato-ish. Mexican-grown toms fill the shelves regularly though, and are tasteless.Twilighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14138621610593773784noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16659850.post-60350529359192419612017-04-15T10:04:18.240-05:002017-04-15T10:04:18.240-05:00I remember my mother's tomato sandwiches that ...I remember my mother's tomato sandwiches that I can never replicate. Tomatoes from the garden, skinned and mashed with thyme and finely chopped shallots and breadcrumbs and thickly plastered on her own bread and butter. They never dripped or slid and Mein Gott I salivate thinking of them.<br /><br />Great post.<br /><br />XO<br />WWWWisewebwomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15281689872840844191noreply@blogger.com