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Now I feel inspired to set out and grow my own tomatoes. What a lovely story. Dad would be so
proud. keep us informed of more memories.


Nothing like a vine-ripened fresh tomato. My mother was famous, in her circle, during her last couple of decades, for her "pot tomatoes" - full sized, but grown in pots on her patio. We ate them like apples right off the vine with some salt.

You can ever get good vine-ripened tomatoes in New York City.

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