Tomatoes...Not so scary...

Many of you know of the utter disgust I have (nay, HAD) for tomatoes. They were by far my least favorite food ever! One distinct memory I have of my childhood is one where my dad tried to get me to eat a cherry tomato. The more I refused the more it egged him on. The next thing I remember I was locked out of my house (by my mom) while my dad chased me around the freezing cold outside with a cherry tomato. I think that is the single worst thing my dad ever did to me. Over the past 24 years he just kept telling me that he didn't like tomatoes until he was called on a mission to Italy.. Yeah yeah yeah... Well I don't live in Italy so there was no need for me to eat tomatoes! Well... The other day I went to get lunch at scholozskys deli (one of my favorite things about Denver) and I accidentally forgot to ask for no tomato on my sandwich. I was about to open my sandwich and take it off but then a little voice in my head told me to man up and try the tomato! So I did! I didn't throw up, didn't take it off, and most importantly I didn't hate it! I know most of you Probably think this is something silly to blog about but blogs are made for important events in your life..and this my friends is a milestone! (did I mention I have the greatest husband on earth who happens to be giving me a foot rub right now? That's right.)