These last two months have set my teeth on edge. I’ve been having to BUY VEGETABLES!
We grow all our own veg, and a lot of fruit, on our allotment. However skilful a gardener you are, there’s always a week or two when everything runs out. It’s tantalising because everything is bursting into life and growing at a rate of knots (especially weeds), but there’s nothing to eat.
Last week was ‘game on’, and I managed a celebratory meal with all our own produce. We had asparagus tarts with baby leaf salad, followed by simple, gorgeous fresh plaice.
Everything fresh from garden (and docks, in the case of the fish) today, enjoyed with good company, much alcohol and several games of cards.
Retirement doesn’t get any better than this!