Friday, June 19, 2009

beet greens are really delicious for some reason

There's been a break in the rain for long enough that I could finish weeding the onions. They're about the size of the invading grass blades, so that makes it difficult. I'm not expecting a lot from them.
My potatoes are going gangbusters, and they've started blossoming, so the magic is happening right now!

What I know about the beans is that they're very evenly spaced. And they had better taste good, because I'm always out there pulling out the bindweed. I have taken better care of them than my children.

The eggplants are not nearly as crazy as I thought they'd be by now. Is it that they're heirlooms? Is it the rain? The low temperatures? The soil? Maybe they don't like goat poop. Maybe they like cigarettes.

I was getting a little worried about worms in the cauliflower, because it seems like the sort of thing that would get worms, but I found my diatomaceous earth when we emptied the fruit room. Now I can sprinkle the cauliflower with it and kill all the wicked beasties.

This is the salad I made last night with spinach, balsamic viniagrette, roasted beets, goat cheese and candied pecans. It was the worst thing I've ever eaten. I'm sorry, Tipsy, I really did try. I made myself eat the whole bowl despite my gagging. John laughed at how melodramatic I was being--AS IF! It tasted like shame and pawn shop jewelry. It's the same thing as sweet potatoes. I tried for years to make myself like them--sweet, savory, baked, roasted--and failed. Then Lynette Morris made a sweet potato casserole for a church function and forced me to try it. The first time I tasted it I thought it was meh, but I kept trying it and now I crave it fortnightly. And I was thinking, beets are not so different from sweet potatoes in texture, and they have that same too-sweet-to-be-a-vegetable-too-savory-to-be-a-fruit thing going on, so maybe . . . just maybe . . . I could make a beet casserole with eggs and candied nuts and brown sugar.

John says it sounds sick, which he's not wrong about. But I figure, we're sort of starting out at sick, so anything I try will be either an improvement or chicken food.

This one time when I was little I got a fancy straw in the shape of a treble clef out of the drawer and started drinking my milk through it, and then all of a sudden the earwig that had sneakily camped out in the bend was in my mouth. Now THAT was sick.


tipsybaker said...

That salad does look good! Was it just the beets?
Is there a fruit tree in the photograph of your vegetable garden and, if so, what kind?
Huckleberry ice cream: delicious.

Layne said...

True that. It's one of the few flavors that can sway me from chocolate.

That is a fruit tree--a Honeycrisp apple. This is the first year it's had apples, so we're pretty excited.

I think it was the beets. They formed an unholy alliance with the goat cheese. Last night I tried some boiled with butter and salt and they were actually edible.


Your garden looks great!