Reaping the fruits of my labour

So today I finally picked all 3 ripe cherry tomatoes from my balcony garden (which is slowly dying because of the heat).

I ooohed and aaahed at their firm, brilliant sunset red, juicy looking goodness - then chopped them up with some of the supermarket variety and tossed them into my pasta. So my tomatoes are small, a lot smaller, than those I buy at my local store but mine were oh-so-sweeter!

Okay I lie. Mine were actaully quite sour but I ate every last bit there was, even if it was with a squinty-eyed, frowny, lip pursing look. Hmm Mmm homegrown goodness.