Several people assured me that tomatoes would never produce in Ingre. I assured them back that my only advantage over real farmers was that I could afford to try the unlikely and fail.

In fact these tomatoes had very hard lives. First they had to survive a killer drought, and later most of them were swept away in a killer flood. But in between, I harvested three or four kilos per week for a month and a half (from about sixty plants). With no further intervention on my part, I noticed that six or seven Imi families grew tomatoes the next year.