No, we didn't pick him -- Hurricane Hanna blew him off the vine on her way out to sea. We rescued the poor little critter and just can't resist showing him off. We're mighty proud of him. He's our first, you know.
"Who you callin' ugly?"
Wonder what he'll be when he grows up? Hmmm...
- Maybe a tasty morsel fried in cornmeal?
- Or in my famous spaghetti sauce, perhaps?
- Spray paint him orange to scare away the goblins on Halloween?
Update: And there he sits to this day, on the shelf right beside our bronzed baby shoes.