My first serious gardening experience turned out to be a tomato orchard, as I naively re-planted 98 tomato plants along with too many pumpkin seeds! (Read about the tomato farmer here). I never imagined they would grow and produce like they did and instead of opening a garden stand, and reaping the rewards of my efforts to send my kids to college, I “bought” new friends in this foreign rural land of Vermont, not an altogether bad investment. Some friendships didn't last past the free-give-away-tomato-stage, but perhaps earned me victory points in heaven for contributing to spaghetti sauces for many a table? I also learned from a girlfriend that green tomatoes covered with a heavy blanket and left on a sheltered porch will ripen, providing fresh tomatoes throughout the entire winter, as opposed to my mushy frozen tomatoes good only for stews, soups and sauces.
(Of course men can CAN too!")