The Smithsonian calls them a cherry tomato injected with pineapple and mango juice. I just call them tasty and unexpected. I sort of get the pineapple/mango thing, but really it’s more actual cherry to me. So I think I’ll go with a cross between a tomato and a cherry.
But want to know why I’m really enjoying them this season?
Because the rabbits don’t.
They grow inside a papery husk, just like a tomatillo. I didn’t know how to figure out when they were ripe, so we just started eating them. Turns out when the husk turns yellow they are super sweet, and that’s how we like them. I just looked online and I guess you’re supposed to technically wait until they naturally fall to the ground.
I like planting stuff that makes me feel like a settler.
Clearly that explains our other historical obsession…
Are you watching?
July 4th seemed like the appropriate day to ask the question. So consider me tossing a ground cherry so as to perfectly conk you square in the head…hey, if you haven’t tried Turn, Washington’s Spies, it’s really good.