I have been in love with my rooftop garden this past month. Every meal includes something picked fresh from the garden that morning – there’s a bowl of fresh produce on the counter everyday! This is what I love about the harvest season (besides all of the eating). No matter how hard the growing season has been, no matter how many buckets of sloshing water have been hauled, and squirrels have been reckoned with, it is all erased by the joy and thrill of eating meals grown and prepared with my hands, brains, and skill.
I’ll be heading over to my community garden this afternoon to check up on progress there. I’m sure I’ll come home with a bag of food, but there’s just something extra special about stepping out the door, picking something fresh off the plant and stepping back into the kitchen again to prepare it.
Yum! We have actually eaten and canned all the ripe tomatoes, so the past couple of days we haven’t had any tomatoes on-hand to munch on.
Last night I picked a great big ol’ firm, green brandywine and we grilled it with summer squash, tempeh, vidalia onion chunks, and garden fresh carrots. A little salt and pepper and olive oil… yummy!
Ooo… I’m jealous! I have some pretty good tomato plants going, but I crowded them (as usual) and the yeild hasn’t been as great as I’d hoped. But there are still a few ripe ones every day! :)
Those Purple Inca peppers are super cute! Where did you get the seed? I’m assuming they’re an heirloom variety?
Mmm, we’re a little bit behind you. I just picked the first principe borghese tomato this morning.
Here in Montana at our B&B, we ‘re fortunate enough to have a greenhouse… so I understand totally how you’re feeling.. you grow girl!