I have a small fear of canning tomatoes. It comes from last year’s exploding midnight tomatoes. Recall how I called this experience a canning marathon! Hah! HAHAHA! Naive child, so young, so sheltered. Anyway - to make a short story longer, the tomatoes were the final leg of a canning spree, I was tired, it was midnight, and I was following the book. Suddenly, BAAM its midnight and there are tomates in the hood of my stove, on my wall and shattered glass and tomato gunk all over the inside of my canner. This is where I procured the fear of canning crushed tomatoes. Read the complete Post.