Aunt Ruby's German Green
I really don't know what I've gotten myself into. I am now the proud mother of heirloom tomato plants. Twenty-one tomato plants! They are all certified organic and I got them for just a buck a piece.
Brenton, owner of my CSA farm, planted 2700 tomato plants last week and has many, many left over. He originally planned on selling them at a local farmers market, but has discovered that spring time is far too busy at the farm, to spend the morning at a farmer's market. He'd make a killing if he could make the time though---he's the only person in the city selling organic seedlings.
I also bought some hybrids from him. As he tells it, "Heirloom tomatoes are a pain in the backside." I asked why and he said, "For starters, they die. They get every disease possible and are VERY particular about their watering schedule."
He's willing to put in the work because they are soooo cool to look at and taste great if you can get a harvest. Why am I going to try it? Because they look cool and taste great.
Mine are just babies right now---in one inch starter trays. Brenton said to be sure to stake them. They are indeterminate (grow and produce all summer) and get huge. I'm thinking maybe my wonderful mother and father in law will be glad to take a couple off my hands???
Don't you just love the names? Obviously, many were named after people. I wonder who Aunt Ruby is. Same with Marianna and Rose and Pruden.
I'll keep you up on how they do. We'll see if I can out-do Brenton this summer.