Hey Captain Brian, this one’s for you!
In the world of heirlooms, ugly is king. And this behemoth–weighing in at just under three pounds of juicy, gnarled splendor–reigns supreme. Wish we’d grown it, but almost as good: we won it at the local farmer’s market by guessing its weight. Our own tomatoes got a late start this year, so now we’re racing frost and rain to ripen. In the mean time, we’re happy to support our fellow farmers and stuff our sandwiches with “foraged” ‘maters from the farmer’s market. Delicious.