<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0mNacsCO8PI/TC_YhJk2dsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gsCzuXnNtMU/s1600/wook+%26+tom+007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0mNacsCO8PI/TC_YhJk2dsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gsCzuXnNtMU/s320/wook+%26+tom+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489844534805690050" /></a><br />Most San Francisco gardeners lament the fact that it never quite gets hot enough to grow a perfect tomato.  This could be one advantage that the hotter East Bay has over the city, but I still won't give up my spot in the Mission.  Despite the naysayers, we decided to give tomatoes a shot this year.  We planted one vine each of two varieties: Roma and Champion.<br /><br />The roma has been slow to mature with lots of blossoms but very few actual tomatoes.  There are a couple of tiny guys on the plant right now, but they are no where near maturity.<br /><br />The Champion vine seems to be doing slightly better in this climate.  It is chock full of fruit, but we probably will not see the half pound beauties that the descriptive tag promises.  Instead, it appears that we are growing a whole bunch of cherry sized tomatoes...hmmm...well, maybe they are quite tasty anyway.  I harvested the first sample today, but it wouldn't be fair to eat the whole thing (read: mouthfull) before Ben gets home.  So, I will wait, and we will divy our tiny tomato amongst the two of us.  Heck, I'm just happy that even one ripened!