Remember these? Now we call them dinner. The great winter gardening experiment continues to amuse and feed me. Before the first snow in mid-October, I covered the lettuce, tatsoi and pak choi bed with a low tunnel made from plastic and 9 gauge wire from the local big box hardware store. So far, the greens have laughed at the snow, wind and cold, although we haven’t had all three at one time. The parsley seems sweeter now that it’s been through a few frosts. And it felt great to put some of my own fresh food on the Thanksgiving table.
Besides the greens, we had our own mashers. We dug up 55 lbs of Kennebec potatoes on Tuesday from only 40 sq ft of raised beds, and I would guess we had already eaten or given 15-20 lbs before then. We don’t have an ideal place to store them, so I kept them in the ground as long as possible. This week, the top three inches of soil were frozen, so out they came. They are sitting in the unheated garage next to the squash and last of the slowly ripening tomatoes. I am already impatiently checking the mailbox for seed catalogs. Next year I want to serve up our own celery, onions and broccoli, maybe even sweet potato pie.