At our recent July 4th celebration, the Chengs came to join us (sans Julian). They brought fresh fruits and their no-fuss easy cleanup granita machine. In the happy frenzy of preparations at our small kitchen, Meilin handed me a small bag of cherry tomatoes, still with stems and all.
“These are from my garden. They’re really sweet. You should keep some for your salads.”
I kept all of it for myself. I had enough tomatoes for the day. So, I’m a little indulgent about this one thing. Why not?
I didn’t get around to washing and using the ripe red cherries until the weekend. While I was washing and separating the stems, I popped some in my mouth. Ooh! Delish! Sweet, flavorful, pure, and juicy. My definition of fresh!
This post was in response to the Daily Post Photo Challenge: Fresh