My Dad loves beefsteak tomatoes, and eats them like an apple, with salt. So I always plant them, but they are always my worst growers.
This year is different, because my friend Nick helped me put in a super irrigation system for my potager (he did most of the work I admit; I have been really busy). I finished it though, by putting boxwood all the way around the bed. It looks great and the water show is pretty incredible.
So this year, the beefsteaks are my BEST performers. This baby is well over a pound. The insides are a deep red. They won't make it to the freezer; everyone loves them. Even the critters at night, who only eat the beefsteaks....
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