In these difficult economic times, there are certain things one should, in fact, not do. Among those things? Pay $1,500 for a giant, hollow, metal tomato.
Today, thanks to SFist and Meowmix (which has a picture of the beast), I discovered the giant tomato, which adorned a building in San Francisco’s SOMA district, was on the market. And for a brief moment, I contemplated the pennies I have save, my withered 401(K) account, and whether I could afford to buy the damn thing.
COME ON, people. It’s a GIANT TOMATO. And I could have HUNG IT IN MY HOUSE.
Luckily, I dodged a bullet. According to the comments on the Meowmix post, the tomato sold today, and I don’t have to figure out how to rearrange the art in my apartment to accommodate it.
But I’m not going to lie to you. The day seems a little bit darker for the loss of the possibility.
Of course, maybe that’s just because it’s now nighttime.
UPDATE: Thanks to Anita of Married With Dinner for pointing me in the direction of … a photo of the Tomato Thwarters!!!!
on Apr 14th, 2009 at 5:05 am
You should be happy you didn’t get that tomato. All other tomatoes would seem so inadequate after that.
on Apr 14th, 2009 at 7:17 am
Daphne, you may have a point. I mean, why grow them when I could just sit around my house and stare at my giant tomato sculpture?
on Apr 14th, 2009 at 11:34 am
Who DOESN’T need a giant tomato to hang in their house? :)
That said, good point about the inadequacy. Now you have something to aspire toward!
on Apr 14th, 2009 at 12:39 pm
Food Happens, if I could grow a tomato that was tasty AND the size of the metal one, well, I just don’t know what I’d do. It would be one hell of a party…I can guarantee you that.
on Apr 14th, 2009 at 12:54 pm
True story: Vino e Cucina was the site of my first date with Mr. C.
When I saw that post on SFist, I thought briefly of where it might fit in our house. :D
on Apr 14th, 2009 at 3:04 pm
Anita, how cool! That would have been a damn fine memento… :-)
on Apr 14th, 2009 at 8:00 pm
Dear Genie:
I adore you.
Kisses and pomodoration,
Jen
on Apr 15th, 2009 at 8:18 am
Dear Jen:
By coining pomodoration, you have now added a new word of highest value to my lexicon. I adore you, thusly and therefore, in return.
I vow to use the word wisely and only for good.
Smooches right back,
Genie
on Apr 18th, 2009 at 7:16 am
I for one am sorry you didn’t get the tomato.
What is money compared to a giant metal tomato?
If you ever run across another giant tomato snatch it right up.
I purchased a giant star that used to hang on an old Macy’s building
during Christmas. I got for a song but when I brought it home, I realized that it wouldn’t fit through any door of my house.
So it now adorns the second story of the front of my house.
on Apr 18th, 2009 at 4:48 pm
Chigiy, that’s an awesome story about the star!
on Apr 24th, 2009 at 10:24 am
The original restaurant with the tomato was called Ruby’s. It was a fine joint, surprisingly sophisticated yet simple, and –not to get competetive with Anita and C. — it was where Cranky and I successfully patched up our ten-year-old marriage and got things rocking again.
on Apr 24th, 2009 at 9:49 pm
Debby, I love knowing that, and love that story — thanks for sharing it. :-)