Obviously it is not that one. No. It is called "eating things out of the garden".
So far it is going OK: from this lot, I made an asparagus and teeny tiny baby garlic tart and some stewed rhubarb, which was super. (Rhubarb in your porridge is quite delicious, I think.)
Last night, our gaping maws chewed upon salad out of seeds we bought in San Fransisco; I have thinned it since this photograph where you can see it when it was a tiny baby (it grows about 2 inches a day). If I let it get too dense, ear-wigs grow in it and make me scream. I hate ear-wigs.
We also had more asparagus last night, which also seems to grow about a foot a day. My wee smells like the very devil.
It is all awfully nice, I must admit, and there is a great deal more to come, coaxed from the earth by the animal-friendly hands of the French-Canadian veterinary research histopathologist with whom I live - runner beans, peas, green beans, endamame beans, two types of beetroot, tomatoes (of which more another day; I ordered heirloom tomato seeds from some people with beards in California and I am growing them with my tiny little monkey hands), carrots, garlic, apples, plums, pears, apricots, raspberries, redcurrants, gooseberries, blueberries, rhubarb, peonies and many, many strawberries. (NB: this is all dependent on the birds and slugs not getting there first with their greedy mouths).
That is all for today. I am up to no good, but cannot talk about it - a sentence that, I realise, is one of the most irritating in the world, other than "I was going to ... no, forget it, it's not important".
Pip pip!
NWM
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Not the asparagus wee! Last time I ate a particularly tasty asparagus dish I was remembering it for several days afterwards :(
Interesting fact - did you know that supposedly it has that effect on everyone but only some people can smell it? I tell this to everyone I meet who says it doesn't happen to them..!
Hoping my few pots of seeds give you something to eat - you seem to be doing very well!
Now have image of monkey in fez thoughtfully munching on lilies.
So far I have managed to keep two pots of tomatoes alive (for TWO MONTHS!) and two pots of herbs which is something of a miracle.
Ah Asparagus wee - the only reason that small boys can be persuaded to eat the slender green sticks!
Remember that beetroot makes your wee/poop look like Slaughterhouse 5.
Not that I'm in the habit of staring down the loo or anything......
Fantastic crop of food you've got going there NWM. More monkey-power to your green thumbs.
Do monkeys have thumbs?
Ali x
What's wrong with asparagus wee? As Proust says:
« ... mon ravissement était devant les asperges, trempées d’outremer et de rose et dont l’épi, finement pignoché de mauve et d’azur, se dégrade insensiblement jusqu’au pied,—encore souillé pourtant du sol de leur plant,—par des irisations qui ne sont pas de la terre. Il me semblait que ces nuances célestes trahissaient les délicieuses créatures qui s’étaient amusées à se métamorphoser en légumes et qui, à travers le déguisement de leur chair comestible et ferme, laissaient apercevoir en ces couleurs naissantes d’aurore, en ces ébauches d’arc-en-ciel, en cette extinction de soirs bleus, cette essence précieuse que je reconnaissais encore quand, toute la nuit qui suivait un dîner où j’en avais mangé, elles jouaient, dans leurs farces poétiques et grossières comme une féerie de Shakespeare, à changer mon pot de chambre en un vase de parfum. »
It seems that the Australian show 'Border Patrol' has successfully brainwashed me (I'm sure this is the government's intent in some sort of conspiracy theory), as when you're talking about smuggling in TULIPS from AMSTERDAM I'm getting all twitchy in my seat. Those quarantine and customs officers are hard-arsed!
I happen to think Rhuburb would be lovely in just about anything, even a garlic and asparagus tart! Delicious.
I’m finding heirloom tomatoes, for the most part, are not that fantastic. So far I have two varieties I will grow next year for their flavor, certainly not for their productivity.
how to grow tomatoes
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