Don’t want to jinx it, but I can hardly resist the first glimmer of hope in my organic vegetable garden. This is our second year, and buoyed by our beginner’s luck last year (click here for the earlier post), we went all out this time—with a raised bed and fence.
And the results, so far, are encouraging.
Check out the green tomatoes and the skinny eggplant!
Oh, and we already harvested some arugula last week! I’ll post pictures of the salad soon.
In the interest of saving money, I usually buy my produce at the “not our best but still fine” kiosk that lurks back by the fish department in my local supermarket.
I picked up a package of two small eggplant last week just on spec, then began looking through my cookbooks for recipes.
I found one for ratatouille and figured I’d give it a try and see if my vegetable-impaired youngest would eat it. I had no concerns about the oldest, who has broadened her tastes so much that she puts pesto in the tuna salad. Who’d have thought?
The dish completed, I put in on the table along with the pork loin, potatoes and salad that I planned for the meal. Would she eat it?
Well, she took a small piece. And I believe she dipped a fork in it and licked the fork. I didn’t see it, mind, but I have my illusions. Read more of this entry »