Diane has a thing about tomatoes. Her happiest day in early Summer is her first fried green tomato. Then again, she likes zucchini too.
We have several varieties all thru the garden and she cans tomatoes from late Summer 'till the first snowfall. I never order Italian when we eat out because nothing can compare to the sauces and paste Diane makes from our garden.
Think winter... think 5° outside.... think of a pot of her spaghetti sauce bubbling on the stove. The smell hits you as soon as you walk in.... Goes straight from your nose to your stomach. We're gonna eat like pigs tonight!
"Sorry, that's for tomorrow, it's got to simmer overnight."..Arrghh