Summary:
Growing up in the South and also in the country is a double whammie when it comes to being attached to tomatoes. I remember as a little girl how my Daddy would grow the biggest tomatoes and tomato bushes that I had ever seen. The days of playing in and out of the garden poles still sticks in my mind today. Once I became a teenager I was still amazed at my Daddy"s ability to grow the best tomatoes around. I had such a love for the garden and plants until I just had to sign up for Horticulture at school just so I could get even closer to the hobby that I learned from my family. I learned a lot at school but nothing could compare to my Daddy"s teaching on tomatoes.
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In our family, we absolutely loved tomatoes. We put little tiny cherry tomatoes in our green salads, we had them sliced in our dagwood sandwiches and we always had that southern favorite of fried green tomatoes. Yum yum yum! It didn"t matter how we ate them just as long we had them to eat.
Tips on Daddy"s Tomatoes
Daddy always planted his tomatoes in the sunniest spot that he could. He usually picked a spot that got at lease 7 hours of sunshine. Daddy always said that the more sun you had the more flavors that would be in the tomato.
Many people fertilized with rotten manure but Daddy would always dig a big hole in between the tomatoes that would fit a 5 gal. bucket in it. He would take the bucket and drill a few tiny little holes in the side of it. He would then fill the bucket with a bit of granulated fertilizer and allow the rain to fill the bucket. When the rain water went inside it would melt the fertilizer and it would seep very very slowly out of the little holes that Daddy punched in the sides of the bucket. This was also an excellent way to make sure that the plants got plenty of water at a gradual pace.
Daddy always babied his tomatoes too. He made sure there was plenty of mulch at the base of each tomato plant. He said that this would give any tomatoes a nice soft landing if any of them fell off the vine too.
Daddy"s tomatoes were always around 8 and 10 feet tall and who knows how wide! They were green as green could be and the stalks looks like I was looking at beanstalks for Jack to climb up! Daddy always made sure his tomatoes had lots of supports to hold the heavy limbs all the way up to the top of each of them. Daddy"s tomatoes were quite a site to see and even quite a site to see on the dinner plate too.
Fried Green Tomatoes
Daddy always loved a homemade biscuit and a slice of tomato. He thought it was the best. Mother could cook up the best friend green tomatoes around too. I loved to eat them in a biscuit too like Daddy did…. But I had to have ranch dressing pored in mine as well. Daddy never did that. And ooooh you really must try a slice of green fried tomato in a hamburger!