All my life I have been hearing people ooh and ahh about how wonderful a freshly-picked, vine-ripened tomato is. The word they use most often is “sweet”.
I always assumed I had never had one of these wonderful orbs, because I would never think of describing a tomato as “sweet”. Today, though, I was given a half-dozen, home-grown tomatoes and shared one with my tablemate. Afterwards, I asked her what she thought. “Sweet”, she replied.
Now that is the very last word I would have used for it. It tasted like tomatoes to me, slightly acidic and not any different than any other tomato I have ever eaten. And I’ve had heirloom tomatoes and grape tomatoes and cherry tomatoes and many other varieties. None have ever tasted sweet to me.
This is not to say I hate raw tomatoes like I understand some people do. I just know now that apparently, I am never going to enjoy a “sweet” tomato.
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