The Tomato Whats?

For just under 3 years I worked in a delicatessen.  I made thousands and thousands of sandwiches* .

It was a really fun job.  The pay was awful but there was always a lot of laughs. I learned a bit about wine and cheese.  And I probably smelled terrible after every shift.

These ends of tomatoes I came to think of as the tomato bums.  Although I used a different word then.  They never went in sandwiches.

I've been busy in the kitchen - another good sign - the tomatoes are now in a salsa, the bums are not.  I have things marinading.  There will be tastiness for dinner.


*And to this day I can not bear the smell of egg mayonnaise.  Hen farts.  Sorry.  The scars are deep.