We picked some yellow tomatoes for lunch. Ate some delicious, sweet cherry tomatoes while doing so. I shared some I found inside the dense plant at the bottom. Odd that those would be ready faster – the ones out of the sun. Of course, they get the water first.
General Yeager cut off some eggplant for me for dinner, too.
For lunch, toasted the fiber rich whole wheat bread, spread it with canola oil mayonaise, and put on the sliced yellow tomatoes. Some had that lime-starved bottom. Have to ask our neighborhood commercial farmer, George, for some lime mixture. We cut off the bottoms and ate the rest.
Deee-licious.
For dinner: Eggplant dipped in milk, some sort of flour healthier than normal flour (forgot what kind I put in there ages ago), put in iron skillet w/ seasoning, olive oil. Cover. When dark brown, flip.
I also tried to mimic the salad we had the other day – beets, grapefruit (they had orange) slices, and feta with squirts of balsamic vinegar.
Imbetween making dinner, get the tightly-closed lidded glass jar of sorghum, put it outside and spray for ants. My goodness. There were more ants than sorghum-how did they get in there? They died of drowning in sorghum which you couldn’t see for the ants.
How did they get in the vacuum seal of the box with peppermint bark? That’s the Universe’s way of telling me I should have given away more – I usually buy some for Christmas and give it away. And keep some for myself. I had forgotten it was there. Darn! What a waste! It was pretty good stuff too.
Next year, after Christmas, I will try to put all that in ziplock bags.
The ants didn’t like the Italian nougat, thank goodness – they left that alone.
What a waste! I had put the sugar in a ziplock bag last year when this happened and thought everything else was very well sealed but obviously not. None of the other jars of honey, vanilla, and others of sorghum had any ants.
It’s funny. We must be the last people that have a manual can opener. We had an electric one but last year when we had ants, General Yeager had sprayed OFF (the stuff you spray on your skin) and it melted the finish on our counters and the electric can opener. Those ants, every summer they visit, have a feeding frenzy on sugar, kill themselves on it – addicted little things. The ones that don’t die run around seemingly on a sugar high – in a frenzy.
Dinner was good though 
c. GCYI