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I've always been scared of tomatoes. I mean, come on ... fruit or vegetable? What's scarier than an identity crisis, particularly in an inanimate object.
I really only like 'em if they are smashed into submission ... spaghetti sauce, ketchup, or tomato soup. Stewed 'maters maintain too much tomato integrity for me, so it's not just about the cooking. In fact, I don't even like a chunky tomato sauce.
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