Sorry about the tomatoes, too. Made me remember my childhood trauma. I'm telling you because I know you'll understand.

Okay, you know how a caterpillar crawls to the end of a branch and hangs there and turns into a cocoon? Well, I used to think that tomatoes were the result of a tomato worm crawling to the end of a vine and hanging there, going from green to bright red. So when my grampy would pull a tomato fresh from the vine and bite into it, letting the insides run all warm and slippery down his arm, I about had a cow every time because I thought he was biting into a big fat gutsy squirty tomato worm!

I didn't even know how to articulate this to him. He'd say, "What's wrong with you?" and I'd be thinking How can I not be freaking out now?! You are eating a gigantic bug!