Though it sounds like an event perhaps of interest to Ms. Tomato, it actually reeks of imported college students seeking opportunity to get naked and wet on the streets. Therefore we prefer to ponder the spectacle rather than attend it.
It begins, apparently, with a contest wherein competitors race up a pole to retrieve an Entire Ham. After it's been cut down, truckloads of mature tomatoes descend and are dumped onto 30,000 street urchins spending precious pin money for this frenetic fruit free-for-all. It's been an official annual event since 1959, the same year Castro took up the reigns of Cuba and the Dalai Lama fled Nepal for his life, along with other Great Moments in History.
What we'd like to know is, why are the mature tomatoes not in our local produce market where they belong? We haven't had a decent mature tomato in several weeks truth be told.
(Ms. Tomato has found it necessary to purloin the above photos from the web and thanks the photographers most sincerely for their very good contributions.)