Eating a large, perfect looking beefstake tomato. The taste disappoints. although slathered with mayonaise it almost satisfies. I see myself as a 10 or maybe 11 year old eating my first tomato right off the vine. I was with a friend and she had the idea (or so my memory goes) to steal it from a neighbor's garden. The perfectly unbrusised grocery store tomato falls far from the first taste of a ripe tomato just pulled off it's life support. I'm sorry to have violated that neighbor's harvest. I haven't forgotten that either.