I think that happened for Lloyd the night he came home from work and I'd been given 8 LARGE overflowing grocery sacks of green tomatoes. I had the stove full of cooking chowchow. He didn't know what chow chow was and there was no supper ready. And he just didn't "get" why the dining room table was invisible under layers of *green* tomatoes! ROFL
and as a side note, the person who gave me the 8 sacks of green tomatoes was the deceased husband of my friend I've been talking about. That was November before last and the last produce obtained from his prolific garden. Neither of them were able to pick the last of the tomatoes before the freeze that year.
We ate fresh ripened tomatoes for 3 months from those and that was while tomatoes were so expensive here that local restaurants stopped putting them on salads and sandwiches. I just used the last of the canned ripe tomatoes about 3 months ago but we still have many pints of chow chow and green tomato pickles. I am still taking jars of the sweet green tomato pickles and chow chow to my friend every time she runs out, so she's still eating a bit of produce from her husband's efforts.
I am still taking jars of the sweet green tomato pickles and chow chow to my friend every time she runs out, so she’s still eating a bit of produce from her husband’s efforts. <<<
I am smiling.
There is so much to learn about people and we never know it all.
If a man is not from the south, he would have no idea of all the recipes that we make from green tomatoes, I even like them cooked like fried squash, dipped in corn meal or flour first.