Lycopersicon esculentum var. cerasiforme

I have come to the conclusion that cherry tomatoes are not actually meant to be eaten. They are, I now believe, a makeweight garnish, like parsley, which offers the bonus of a workout for those who try to eat them. Even if one accepts the old wives' tale that they can be eaten, an assertion which could provide grist for a spirited discussion during the workout, impaling one on a fork is a test requiring paranormal dexterity, concentration, and persistence. Anyone who has tried to spear one lolling brazenly on an oil slick of salad dressing can probably attest to the exasperating intricacy of the procedure.

By now, you are probably checking to see if you somehow found "The Broken Egg: Gourmet Notes" instead of "The Broken Net". The inspiring message I am leading up to (at length) is that for me there are quite a number of cherry tomato statements in the writings of Mary Baker Eddy and the words of Christ Jesus that seem to defy my penetrating--understanding and demonstrating--them spiritually to any more than a superficial degree. No cherry tomato, bless its tasteless little heart, ever resisted more frustratingly. [Just joshing. If you are a member of the Ancient and Honorable Cherry Tomato Society, please withhold your brickbats.]

We may think or hope all the tines on our mental forks are sharp and spiritually discerning enough to skewer any metaphysical Lycopersicon esculentum var. cerasiforme set before us, but the qualities needed for an increased spiritual sense of the Word are many and ever in need of honing. More effective prayer, an ear more attuned to angel and still small voices, greater humility and purity , much less self and self-justification, more effective watching, untiring effort, sedulous study of the Bible and writings of Mary Baker Eddy, endless patience, increased love expressed in thought and action, to name a few. The list is formidable, but these qualities and actions are some of what it takes to be worthy of the name Christian Scientist. I hope there are no cries for cherry tomatoes instead.

Note: Kentucky windage is, I think, an informal term for the intuitive correction in aim a rifleman makes to account for the deflecting action of a crosswind on a bullet. If it isn't, that is what I meant.