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I ate my first home-grown brandywine tomato today. It ripened in my mudroom, while awaiting pickling. It was delicious.
So...
*shifts guiltily*
...I haven't pickled my green tomatoes. I'd set them in my cool mud room a month ago, planning to pickle them "tomorrow." Every couple days I'd get a few more ripe tomatoes, and so I'd put off pickling the rest for a few more days. I started with quite a few (at least a peck or two, I bet, if only I knew what a peck was!) and now they're more than half gone. So I'll have to save the pickling experiment for next year, when I expect I'll have even more green tomatoes at the end of the season than I did this year.
I'm still harvesting broccoli, chard, collards, and lettuce. The bok choy, though, is filled with dozens of fat green caterpillars, and I can't bring myself to eat it, even though I know that's just silly. But neither can I bring myself to kill the caterpillars. I hope that doesn't mean I'll be stuck with them forever and ever, for not killing them all right now.
Well, that's probably just what it means, doesn't it? I suppose I'll just skip growing bok choy next year. Who needs bok choy, anyway?
So...
*shifts guiltily*
...I haven't pickled my green tomatoes. I'd set them in my cool mud room a month ago, planning to pickle them "tomorrow." Every couple days I'd get a few more ripe tomatoes, and so I'd put off pickling the rest for a few more days. I started with quite a few (at least a peck or two, I bet, if only I knew what a peck was!) and now they're more than half gone. So I'll have to save the pickling experiment for next year, when I expect I'll have even more green tomatoes at the end of the season than I did this year.
I'm still harvesting broccoli, chard, collards, and lettuce. The bok choy, though, is filled with dozens of fat green caterpillars, and I can't bring myself to eat it, even though I know that's just silly. But neither can I bring myself to kill the caterpillars. I hope that doesn't mean I'll be stuck with them forever and ever, for not killing them all right now.
Well, that's probably just what it means, doesn't it? I suppose I'll just skip growing bok choy next year. Who needs bok choy, anyway?