I actually got something that can legitimately be called a harvest from my garden this year! Up until yesterday, my 2009 harvest consisted of several handfuls of spinach, about one bunch of radishes, a couple pounds of snap peas, one very large cucumber, and twenty or so tomatoes. Counting the cherry tomatoes. It was the worst garden year ever.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
HOWEVER. Yesterday afternoon I decided to dig up half the potato patch, since the plants on the west end were looking very yellow and limp. The first several I found were as small as marbles, and I was beginning to get depressed, thinking I had somehow managed to fail at growing the easiest to grow food plant there is. But digging a little deeper, I began to unearth real potatoes. Most of those in the picture are pretty good sized, at least as big as you get in the supermarket. TAll in all, I think I dug about ten or twelve pounds. There are Yukon Golds, Yellow Finns, and Red Bliss.
And I had guests last night for dinner. For the first time this year, every single thing I put on the table (spices excluded) was either grown on this farm, gathered by me, or traded for milk and eggs from this farm. I was (probably a little too) proud. The Menu:
Pork Roast in a mustard-rosemary-honey-white wine glaze
Roasted New Potatoes
Mixed Green Veggie Grill - kale, chard, onions, and zucchini sizzled on the griddle with garlic, red pepper, olive oil and balsamic vinegar
and for dessert Fresh Blueberries and Cream with Cajeta (goat's milk caramel sauce.)