Unashamed

I am not ashamed of my love for fried green tomatoes. I am not the least bit embarrassed that I drove out to the orchard, bought six green tomatoes, sliced up two, battered them up in seasoned flour and ate them all by myself. Is there a better way to spend a Friday night? I think no.

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