I nibbled on the most delicious and giant tomato tonight organically grown from a local farm. It was so pure and juicy, but firm. It was the ripest you can get. As I was slicing it up, I thought about how I hate it when I see someone pick a tomato slice off their chicken sandwich or hamburger when they're in a restaurant. It's like, if you didn't want tomato you need to say something. Such a waste!
I like lots of different foods, but right now all I can think about is chicken tikka masala. God, I haven't had it in soooooooooooooooo long. Give me some good naan to dip in it and I'll be set.
my new brother in law refuses to be specific ordering because for some fucked up reason he thinks it's rude to order what you want, so he'll always pick the tomato off his food, makes me sad.