Okay, really now. I try to keep away from the recipe-and-food-picture circuit because I kind of find food blogs (with a couple of exceptions) braggard-y and full of puff. It’s one of the reasons I shied away from One Local Summer this year, too; I just was not comfortable with the format, for this blog, anyway; as a tipping point toward local eating, it’s really a great way to go.
But (but!) I must tell you about this harvest last night. Without the greenhouse*, all you would see would be the onions and the asparagus and some leaf lettuce. The head lettuce I seeded outside last August, and extended the season of that bed by simply laying a piece of leftover greenhouse plastic on top of the plants, held down by rocks. (Yep: call it the poor girl’s greenhouse, but obviously it worked, and it worked through a winter when none of my normal outdoor plants (kales, leeks) survived.) The broccoli I blathered about in the previous post.
And the garlic?
It’s from some very unpromising sprouty cloves I stuck into the greenhouse toward the end of January.
This is Michigan, people. Mih-chih-gaaan, where it’s cold and snowy half the year. Hopefully, this will be a bit more of a tipping point for some of you out there to get yourselves a greenhouse/hoophouse/polytunnel this season. It’s not too late! I’m not showing you what I can grow. I am showing you what you can, even with surprisingly unpromising garlic.
*Greenhouse-y, if I include the lazy season extension of the plastic on top of the lettuce bed.