Ah, the pleasure of being able to grow giant fruit. I like to call them giant, although I know some people can produce fruit and veges of far more gigantic proportions than I. But they’re usually the ones who try really hard and feed and tend their produce like spoilt little children. Mine just make the most of what they’re given. So, without further ado, here is Brutus the Amish Paste, my king of the tomatoes this year. He weighs 476g and measures 11cm across at the widest.
Now, Brutus stole the crown off Giant Bob, who held his title for almost a month. Sorry Giant Bob, but at least you made good sauce. He was also an Amish Paste, weighing 436g and measuring 10.5cm at the widest.