Hunting veg
We were both in the potager for lunch today. Artur was hunting moles, and I was hunting for courgettes.
He can stand and quiver for what seems like an hour waiting for a mole to appear from the ground.
He had a victory at Christmas but it hasn’t been a very successful season since.
Actually I’m quite unfussed by the moles, really. No really. The garden gets shared and they don’t eat all the crops. But I am still trying to be relaxed about all the lost carrots last week.
My hunting was more successful. The first big fat courgette. Hurrah. At long last.
I had to do a bit of research about male and femal flowers as I was losing lots of little courgettes due to lack of pollination. Now I help them along by picking the male flowers and hand pollinating the female ones.
This one is a monster and I cooked it for lunch in my favourite fashion. I peel it into ribbons with a vegetable peeler; cook it with a splash of olive oil, a pinch of chillis, and a handful of marjoram leaves. Delicious.
Sarah
6th August 2012 @ 10:26 pm
I’m coming over for lunch tomorrow!
Lindy
6th August 2012 @ 10:27 pm
I’ll set you a place at the table under the grape vines. Artur will sit in your lap. Or prowl at your feet.