I waited so long. But here you are. Finally.
And what could be more delicious than a fresh tomato from my garden? Fresh basil from my garden, too. On top of bread, with mozzarella, olive oil, and balsamic vinegar. So simple. So good.
“But, Amy, I don’t have access to your garden,” you say. “And I don’t have my own.” Whimper, whimper. Well, all is not lost. You can always go to your local farmer’s market. It’s a close second.
eat you tomato
eat you eat you yes eat you
you are so yummy
big red reddiness
round and delicious you know
delicious round orb
Can you comment in haiku? Come on! It’ll be fun.