#Tmoatoes
Years ago while scrubbing a scaly green layer of tomato stain from my hands
(we found that a slurry of sandy dirt and rotten tomato juice did a better
job than any soap), and trying to blink away the vision of endless rows of
one single variety of tomatoes dancing before my eyes, I swore that I would
never willingly grow another Moreton Hybrid tomato plant. Familiarity, I
guess, bred contempt. But, even now, when I talk of classic tomato taste,
it's the tang of Moreton that springs to the tip of my tongue. Somehow I
suspect that matching growing skills with you will require drastic
measures: unswearing old oaths, revisiting young ground, breaking out of
circles and perhaps even resorting to shameless hyperbole. I choose Moreton
Hybrid. I'll send you seed.