Today we had "Italian Day" at work since our boss is Italian and she invited some people we work with from downstairs. We all had to bring in Italian food. Well what the frick do I know about Italian food so I made those pizza bite things. Ghetto Italian! Anywho the reason I'm emailing is because I have an announcement.
I ATE TOMATOES AND LIKED IT.
One of the guys from downstairs brought a crusty italian bread that he rubbed with garlic and then a bowl of mozzarella, basil and tomatoes to put on top for a bruschetta. Honestly the pot was mostly tomatoes and looked a bit woeful as I knew I was going to have to try some so the dude didn't feel bad. I ate the crap out of it. In fact, I went back for seconds. He was a bit of a smartypantsknowitall and explained that the roma tomatoes he used was why I liked it because of the diddlingdo and the doodlyblah. I didn't listen too hard.
So there you have it. Proof that all tomatoes are not the devil. Just most of them.