The and snapped vines has ensured that all but three tomatoes made it through Irene and the subsequent rain unscathed. Now the plants are more like petrified skeletons, whose remaining flesh I refuse to remove out of morbid cynicism. That being said, I have peppers GA-LORE, including the first habanero to turn orange. About time, too, since it's bloody September! I'm pureeing most of the serranos and mixing them with a jelly to use as an additive in different cooking applications. I still have tomatillos coming in and when the habaneros ripen (which I hope is before it turns too cold), I'll make something on par with lava to test my stomach.