Well, it’s the end of September and I’ve been having my Early Girl tomatoes coming ripe for a whole week now. I’m not terribly amused. There has been much prayer and threatening and wringing of hands in the garden. I have six quarts of tomatoes frozen. Six. I have twelve Beefmaster tomato plants, for Pete’s sake. Twelve!

My other “early” tomato (Siletz) has been producing a few. Kinda…

Take this one. It looks nice, right?

But wait, when you turn it…
What is that? Ewww.
I’m guessing even blanching isn’t going to make this one easy to peel.

Several of these have this condition, which, have you ever seen the Alien movies? I can only assume this is the horticultural version of that creature.

Poor tomato.