Being the chronicle of cooking when you can't cook, gardening when you have no idea how seeds work, keeping a clean house when your natural state is abject squalor, and DIY for those who hate doing things/themselves.
M feels that I should cull these if I ever want, you know, actual red tomatoes. He’s probably right, but I’m gonna leave ‘em for a day or two, at least until I can retry this.
