I’ve always been somewhat of a late bloomer. Didn’t learn how to ride a bike until seven or eight years of age. Awkward and shy, I never made it to prom. Didn’t get my first taste of many foods like avocado or sushi until my adult life. Never developed a taste for tomatoes until my teen years. I guess the tomatoes planted in the garden in early spring somewhat take after me. At the rate they are growing, we won’t have ripe tomatoes till September! Ok, maybe that’s pushing it just a bit… more like August? In any case, the plants themselves are growing quite big, some so big they’ve overgrown the stakes I put up for support. But the fruit has just start to blossom. I guess the heirloom tomato salad with buffalo mozzarella, fresh cracked pepper and sea salt, tomato consommé, and pa amb tomàquet (Catalan tomato bread) will have to wait a few more weeks!