... Me! Well ok i had to say that because not only have i had the pleasure of watching this little guy ripen over the last few days, such a pleasant form of procrastination from the PhD, but i also got to consume him.
But in the race for first ripe tomato, line honours most certainly went to the yellow tumbler.
Let's look over the short but sweet life of Inept Balcony Gardener's first ripe tomato.
Here he was as a toddler, precociously popping out to say hi before any of his friends
he wasn't a loner for long and played happily with his mates
But at one point things changed, his body began to undergo a transformation and life was never to be the same again. He tinged yellow, and while his friends tried to follow the trend they were simply left behind.
he progressed quickly, maturing at such a rate until ...
i picked him
and he became my lunch.
* Hmmmm upon reflection i am wondering what made me gender my tomato? Odd