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Where the hell did you get such tasty-looking tomatoes this time of year, and is their tastiness illusory?


Maybe I'm wrong, but I wouldn't be surprised if the answer weren't "location, location, location."


It is early yet for local tomatoes, but there are decent ones in the markets from fairly close, and a glut of .99/lb tomatoes at the local farmstand. Better yet, a sign of spring is elderly men parking decrepit RVs at remote intersections and selling tomatoes off of a tray. It is a business model that is hard to fathom, though it may be like ice fishing for temperate climes.

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