Another in my series of “I don’t have anything to say about my garden” posts.
The weather here in Portland has… mostly… sucked.  First we did the never-ending-winter spring, and now we’re doing the hah-hah-the-fall-rains-have-started summer.  Of my one beelion tomatoes, approximately none are ripe.
So, fine, we make the love!
Or… if you can’t get anyone to [...]

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Normally, I like to procrastinate until my basil’s all gone to seed and gotten real bitter, but this year, I read this country lady’s post about how she made pesto, and I thinks to myself “she doesn’t seem so all-fired smart… I should be able to do that!”
So, here’s my city boy variation:

4 c. fresh [...]

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Sometimes, I feel like my garden’s not cutting it.  I still have to buy tomatoes, and it’s heading into August soon.  The aphids have discovered my brassicas.  My only peaches obviously have residents at this point.
But, then, I make myself lunch from the garden:

Today, I had fingerling potatoes sauteed in butter and chives with a [...]

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*Yes, I know it’s not the year 2000.  It’s always called that.  I don’t even think it started in 2000.  Portlanders, eh?
This weekend was the annual pig roast that my neighbors throw.  It is always quite an event and has come to mean that we’re in the peak of summer.  This year, I supplied buckets [...]

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If you’re a food garden dork, like myself, you may have run into this weird situation wherein you cook up a bunch of potatoes, and for some reason, some of them don’t… cook.  They get hot, they turn brown, but they stay crunchy and taste either bad or like nothingness.
This is, I just learned today [...]

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