Starling Fitness: Daily writings on Fitness, Diet, and Health

I’ve never written a poem to a tomato. I love to eat them, but I’ve never felt the need to place them in a pretty setting, take a picture of them and then write a poem to them. Thank the stars that Dakota did:

• Dakota – Heirloom Tomatoes

Wouldn’t the world be a better place if we truly appreciated the lovely food that it has to offer us? Why haven’t I written a poem to a tomato? There were many times when I was starving in Billings, when a plain boiled potato tasted like sweet sustenance. Once, I was so hungry, I ate a huge zucchini the size of a small watermelon. It was probably a total of 100 calories, but I was stuffed and full when I was done. Why didn’t I ever write a poem to that monster of a zucchini?

To learn more about heirloom vegetables and gardening: Wikipedia – Heirloom plant