I was reading Shelly’s blog about her garden. She confesses not to have a green thumb, but you could have fooled me by the sight of her beautiful tomatoes. It turns out, we both share a love of tomato sandwiches. I’d probably eat one a day if I had her garden. And even though I’ve given up bacon, I’d have to make a rare exception for a delicious BLT.
Growing up, my parents grew fresh vegetables in our backyard. Cucumbers, zucchini, eggplant and bell peppers were the staples. Occasionally they’d grow corn, strawberries and tomatoes. The strawberries never made it into the house. Us kids would just pick them straight off the plant and pop them in our mouths as we wandered by.
What I remember most about the tomatoes were those big, thick, green, ugly tomato worms. They used to gross me out. I still think about them when I buy tomatoes at the market. These days I’d endure those gross critters if I had a garden that produced a crop of tomatoes like Shelly’s.
A coworker let out a big Ewww when I told her I ate tomato sandwiches. It didn’t bother me in the least. She doesn’t know what she’s missing. My favorite is tomatoes on toasted sourdough, with slices of avacado for a little personality, thinly sliced cucumbers for a little crunch, a dab of mayo, with a pinch of salt and pepper. Damn, that’s good!
I started searching for tomato songs, but the list was uninspiring and I shifted gears. I thought for sure I’d already added REM’s Gardening at Night because it’s on my list of favorite songs by them. I was pleasantly surprised it hadn’t made the playlist yet.
R.E.M. guitarist Peter Buck explained to Qmagazine in 1992: “There was an old guy in my neighborhood who would be out gardening at 2 a.m. in his suit and tie. I’d see him when I was out trying to get a beer at the Magic Mart or somewhere. It’s basically a metaphor for the uselessness of everything.”
It’s odd what people do in the middle of the night. I’m not sure gardening at 2 am would be on my list. But a tomato sandwich? Hell yes. At that hour, I may improvise and add a thin layer of scrambled egg to keep the tomato and avacado company. So good to eat at any hour. And not in a suit and tie!
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I see your money on the floor I felt the pocket change
Though all the feelings that broke through that door
Just didn't seem to be too real
The yard is nothing but a fence the sun just hurts my eyes
Somewhere it must be time for penitence
Gardening at night, it's never worth
Gardening at night
Gardening at night
Gardening at night
The neighbors go to bed at ten
Call the prayer line for a change
The charge is changing every month
They said it couldn't be arranged
We ankled up the garbage sound, but they were busy in the rows
We fell up, not to see the sun, gardening at night just didn't grow
I see your money on the floor, I felt the pocket change
Though all the feelings that broke through that door
Just didn't seem to be too real
Gardening at night
Gardening at night
Gardening at night
Your sister said that you're too young
They should know they've been there twice
The call was two and fifty one
They said it couldn't be arranged
I see your money on the floor, I felt the pocket change
Though all the feelings that broke through that door
Just didn't seem to be too real
We echoed up the garbage sound, but they were busy in the rows
We fell up not to see the sun, gardening at night just didn't grow
Gardening at night
Gardening at night
Gardening at night
This REM song is one of my favorites, too. My current uke teacher recorded a haunting rendition of Everybody Hurts that could make me cry sitting out at this picnic table
This past summer’s tomato vines were magical, no doubt about it. Next summer will be my second summer of gardening ever, so that will tell the tale.
Long live the tomato sandwich!!
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I admit. I am not a fan of the tomato sandwich, but who am I to tell you that you’re wrong! Long live the tomato sandwich!
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I honestly think people who don’t appreciate the tomato as the sweet, delicious fruit/vegetable that it is, have only eaten those tasteless red tennis balls in the produce section of the supermarket. I grew up on fresh homegrown tomato salad for dinner on summer Friday nights. Sliced tomato, copious amounts of garlic, some salt, and extra virgin olive oil–tossed together and eaten with freshly baked Italian bread, making sure there was a piece available to sop up the delicious juice on the bottom of the bowl. Heaven!
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That fresh tomato salad sounds delicious! If I have fresh tomatoes, I try to sneak them into a meal any which way. Delicious!
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OMG! I’m salivating. Real Italian fayre. You’ve just reminded me that it’s a long time since I made a tomato salad. I have to finish it off with a bit of fresh oregano 😋
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I knew I omitted a key ingredient! 🙂 And yes, the salad was a summertime staple in my Italian household.
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Sounds delicious!
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I can’t imagine anyone objecting to something as innocuous as a tomato sandwich. I personally am not overly fond of sandwiches of any kind but a tomato warm from the garden, eaten out of hand is quite nice.
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So true about eating it directly off the vine like that. I totally agree.
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I used to eat ripe tomatoes straight out of my Grandma’s garden and eat them right there, juice dripping down my chin! So good! You cannot get tomatoes like that at the grocery store.
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That sounds delicious!
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Tomato sandwiches with fresh garden tomatoes are the 💣
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Fresh tomatoes on anything are a gimme! My son can’t abide raw tomatoes though, which I understand because as a kid I thought they were gross. 🙂
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I used to be the same as a kid. Tomatoes grew on me over time!
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If they aren’t presented just right, hard sell for kids. 😀
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My husband didn’t like tomatoes until he tasted them fresh from the vine!
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There’s nothing like a fresh picked tomato!
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I like the sound of the tomato n avocado on sourdough!
I grew up in an area where everyone had a garden at the back of their house and grew their own produce. Everything we ate year round was based upon what was in season. Cutting cabbages in the winter whilst trying to avoid the caterpillars brings back memories that remind me of why I don’t like these creepy little creatures although maggots are my real anathema!
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Everybody having a vegetable garden sounds nice! That must have been wonderful!
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It was but I guess as a child where the world seemed incredibly small I didn’t realise how lucky I was and probably took it for granted!
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