There’s yellow, brown, and white mustards growing in our herb garden. Snipping the leaves, mustard greens a culinary delicacy all their own. But it is the full heads of yellow flowers that I’m cultivating and coveting. In their time, drying and producing seeds that will elevate my kitchen.
I’ve been pretty good this season about not mixing my metaphors. Keeping this running life mostly separated from the goings on at Bar None Produce. But how could I resist such a charming title for today?
We’ve been working our butts off. To wit, one hundred twelve pepper plants (13 varieties), one hundred nine tomatoes (12 varieties), 64 eggplant (5 varieties), 156 basil plants (2 varieties), 300′ of potatoes (Norland Red and half a dozen varieties of fingerlings). Collards, spinach, kale, lettuces, and Japanese boutique greens. Carrots, beets, radishes, rutabagas, turnips, parsnips representing the root vegetables. Melons and squash sequestered apart, ornery vines they are. Total garden area now exceeding 11,000 square feet.
We had the man, the legend out for a run yesterday, his first foray to Our Little Slice. Tim Dooling couldn’t believe the scope of what we do. All that, and all this too. Insisting on taking the point for athlete development and advocacy in Nebraska. For almost 15 years now.
We’ll be debuting at the Olde Towne Farmer’s Market in Elkhorn tomorrow (3-7:00 pm). Come see one of the things that we do so very well.
Or, Poupon U.
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