I felt that it would be important to document my very first tomatoes. I wanted to keep them forever, but I eventually made them into a tomato avocado salad with goat cheese and balsamic dressing. I've since picked more tomatoes from the garden, but they just don't feel as special as my first ones. I wonder if this is how having children would be like. I'm the second of two kids in my family and if my parents treat us like tomatoes, then they definitely love my brother a lot more.
I would like to believe that I'm more than just a tomato in my parents' eyes.
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