In exploring the campground and talking pictures, I found a tomato vine loaded with tomatoes behind the General Store. I went back inside and asked the lady if she ever sold any of her tomatoes.
"Noooo," she said, "But you can have some!"
I protested, but she insisted. So I took two, and we had them on our smoked turkey and mozzarella sandwiches, with 12-grain bread, toasted, for supper that night.
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