Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Thing is, we won't prob'ly be here to harvest much of Garden 2015. If everything goes according to our vague current schedule, we'll sell the house early next summer.
This obviously dictates a lot about garden 2015.
Honestly we probably won't even place a catalog order this winter.
Which leads us to the question- What are we supposed to do all January then?
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Monday, November 24, 2014
Friday, November 21, 2014
I wished to grow brussels sprouts. I failed to find any definitive answers about growing brussels sprouts. Even my go-to book by Damrosch was like "Yeah you'll just have to figure out what works in your area by trial and error."
So this was Trial 1.
Trial 1 did not involve any record keeping.
That was, of course, Error 1.
Digging through photographical evidence, it seems we put the sprout starts out in early July. I probably started them in early/mid June. They were planted in a part of the garden that turned out very Wild West. It was a crowded mishmash of unlabeled gods know what, so they didn't really get caught well by my camera sweeps that are a lazy substitute for actual garden records.
But here's what they looked like the start of fall when most of the other plants had been torn out:
|This one kinda looks like the stalks I see in the stores!|
The other two were runty and sproutsless.
|The sprouts are not nice little cabbage heads though.|
They're all open and fluffy.
|But they did up fine in the pan.|
|And they ate.|
They were a million times more appetizing than the rest of this meal.
Did you know that Pamela's gluten-free mix is like 99% sugar? Gross.
Stay tuned like two or three years from now for Trial 2...
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
So one has to feed lots of new wheat flour to one's sourdough to get it going and keep it going, and though it was really cool watching the flour ferment, in the end we decided we didn't want to be dumping cups and cups of flour into a starter from which we wanted to not eat too many loaves, as we reduce the amount of wheat we eat, and well, we made one premature loaf and fed the rest of the starter to the chickens. The end.