Wednesday, 4 January 2017


Is the fear of tomatoes.

While I do not suffer with this exactly, I do not like them one bit and cannot abide having them in my plate, whether cooked or raw as a garnish.  I have no idea why, it just is.

I can happily eat ketchup and cook with tinned diced (never whole or chunky cut) tomatoes to make a Bolagnese sauce or whatever, but that's your lot.

And I am not alone on this foible, Dave the b-i-l is just the same.  How coincidental is that?

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