I used to make mine from scratch with tomatoes my grandmother canned from her garden. After she passed my tomato sauce was never the same (yeah, I know it's all in my head, I'm sure) so jarred it is! I promise it's not the devil.
Byron,GA> Charleston, SC> Jacksonville, FL> Guilford, CT> Rohnert Park, CA! A southern drawl in sunny Cali! .
The amount of time from slipping on the peel and landing on the pavement is exactly one bananosecond.
I do have a secret yen for pink in unexpected places.
I've decided that I'll never get down to my original weight, and I'm OK with that--After all, 8 pounds 2 oz. is just not realistic.