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YOU BREAKFAST-FORGETTER! Close your eyes and picture it . . . We swallowed slimy red tomato without gusto or bravado—

You can’t rhyme TOMATO and BRAVADO!

I can if we’re English. Almost. Tu-MAH-toe, bruh-VAH-doe.

But what if we’re American? Then we say tuh-MAY-toe.

Okay then. The steaming slick tomato hill was oozing into RANCID swill . . . that made us ill . . . I took a pill . . . I can taste it still . . .