"It's a bird, it's a plane, look, ..."

"... it's Tomato Man!", yelled out the exuberant farmer at my farmer's market.

"Gather around, folks," he continued, "he's here to get his fix, and I'm his dealer."

As the heads swivelled to see who the farmer was talking about, the CC blushed furiously while the crowd started laughing, pointing, and one even applauded.

It looks like "Tomato Man" is now a known fixture at the market.

Of course, the Culinary Muses being suitably capricious, that was the day the Tomato Man did not purchase tomatoes because the muses had cast their lovely eyes upon the zucchini.