of all the things gardening can do to you, the rarest seems to be inspire humorous self-assesment. this man is a gem. instead of some self-righteous monologue on the superiority of locavores and organics, glossy photos of the beauty his hands have wrought, his children eating off the fat of the land, and his wife as a piece of wallpaper, we have here the hilarious tale of a man, a family, and an obsession.
i have to point out that the tomato didn't really cost $64 dollars. he worked out his costs over years of gardening, valued every other bit of produce at farmer's market value, and lumped all the remaining expense on a single crop of brandywines. to be truly accurate he should have evaluated all crops at market value, taken that number and subtracted it from total expenditures, and then the difference as a percentage of total expenditures to be applied as a markup percentage to the market value of the brandywines equally with other crops.
don't blame the tomato.