"Hey lookit here!" That was the type of ungrammatical declaration that set my mother's teeth on edge. She knew her gerunds, participles, and infinitives, and she simply would not bite on that verbal formulation.
But I couldn't contain my ungrammatical enthusiasm when, back home from my various travels, I found a crop of ripe grape tomatoes.
Here's the first haul from my accidental vegetable garden. Definitely not an heirloom or exotic hybrid--just whatever generic variety was selling at the local supermarket back in the spring. Two pint boxes at $2.99, perhaps?
Grammatical or not, we've been sinking our teeth into them. Delicious!