One of my dearly departed boyfriends was a great gift giverÖboy do I miss himÖcuz he gave me the gift that keeps on giving. He was one of those special males who actually listened when I dropped hints about what I wanted for my birthday and one year surprised me withÖ.a compost turner. Now you may think thatís a present no modern city girl in her right mind would relish, but I happen to have a green thumb. I hate to admit this, but I used to subscribe to Organic Gardening! Okay, okay my sordid past also included subscirptions to Wired and Cosmo…so don’t judge me. I was overjoyed with the compost turner, especially since he assembled it. So I immediately began saving eggshells, all the salad cuttings and even collected seaweed from the beach to throw in. (If you try this at home, rinse, rinse, rinse the seaweed) Not only did I feel virtuous for saving the environment, but in six months I accumulated enough compost to have the garden of my dreams.
This year, as a horticultural experiment, I decided to plant all my tomatoes in pure compost. It’s either a combo of the massive rain or the compost…but I now have KILLER TOMATOE plants. Last week I measured and they grew an inch in one day! I put them in on March 2nd and they are now taller than me!!! (Iím 5í8.) Iím deep in green tomatoes now and by June I should be swamped with ripe red ones. That might be the perfect time to call him up for a get together involving some monster tomatoes, buffalo mozzarella, basil and a little tube steak!!!

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