Too Many Tomatoes

A little more "comedian style" stuff from my dad:

It seems like a distant memory: the cold soggy soil, the tiny little tomato starts...the cold and rainy Seattle in May...June...July....

Then suddenly, summer arrived with a vengeance, and the tomato harvest is in. Now we look at the bounty and wonder what to do with all those red and yellow beauties. Every day it seems like there are a zillion more to pick. So it's time to pick up the pace on the tomato sauce, the tomato roasting, the tomato soup, and so on, and so on, and so on.

Please, won't someone come up with more ideas for us?

The treasured tomatoes!