You Say “Tomato.” I Say “Wouldn’t Kill Ya to Share!”
Ohioans are fortunate to live in a place with rich, lush soil. Ideal for growing things, like our beloved tomato. The only problem is, the growing season is limited, so for most of the year we have to buy tomatoes that have been shipped in from, well, we don’t really know. But we do know that they are bred to last longer than a season of American Idol. The downside to this longevity is that they taste like anything but a tomato. Seriously. Try doing a blind taste test.