Walking to the garden I searched a row of Roma tomatoes for ripe ones for dinner. There were a few so I picked them.
Nearby I had planted basil and picked some as it was beginning to go to flower.
I carried the produce in my t-shirt and made my way to the kitchen where I added garlic and onions from the garden for a simple pasta sauce.
With noodles made from semolina flour, and steamed green beans, it made dinner. We were the better for it.
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