While Bryon blanches and freezes the 20-odd quarts of spinach he harvested this morning, I can show you how the garden progressed this week. We discovered that Buster had broken into a trash bag to investigate the empty dog biscuit box and pancetta wrapper. When confronted with the evidence, he was immediately apologetic: “I’m sorry … I don’t know what got into me. Honest.”
Here’s our first tomato: We also have plenty of beets. They’ll be good roasted on salads, with chicken or pork or made any number of ways. Perhaps we should find a borscht recipe–or two. It looks as though it will be another good year for pumpkins as well. Good news for soup and muffins.