Tag Archives: Spring Vegetables

The Walking Onion

18 May

I just had to share with you this crazy onion.

It, an Egyptian Walking Onion, was one of the first things I bought for the garden nearly two years ago now when we bought the house. I plopped it into one of the previously-overgrown garden plots, not really realizing that walking meant “walking” and that the onion would try to skip its way across the garden.

Early this spring I dug it and all its little bulbils out of that plot and plopped them into a new spot, outside the garden where they can run free. I think they like the feel of freedom, because they’re going wild.  And I just can’t stop looking at those scapes; they’re simultaneously amazing and creepy.

But mostly I can’t wait for the aerial onions, which toe a fine line between shallots and garlic and make some of the best vinaigrette we’ve ever had.

And then there’s Tom Thumb, a tiny little pea that’s just perfect for growing in containers (I’m lookin’ at you Hungry Bruno).  Tom obviously wants to be the star of the class, because there he sits, on the upper deck in his little pot, waving his first teeny tiny pea around like he thinks he’s me in 6th grade Science class.

Lucky for Tom, I love a show-off.

Tables And Vegetables

5 Jun

There are a few things in life that really do go without saying.

But since I’m a little short of ideas for this week’s post, I’m going to say them.  Even a bad day at home is better than a good day at work.  Sometimes the best dinners are the ones you can’t plan for.  A venti Starbucks iced coffee is a great way to jump start motivation.  Ethan Allen, no matter how hard they try, will never be hip.  We desperately need furniture.

Furniture.  Our house is nearly devoid of it, and it’s one of those things you really need to have before you invite people over to spend the weekend.  We have a bed and a table, a few bookcases, many assorted chairs, only one of which is very comfy and very pretty and the couch upon which the turkey sat.  And that’s it.

I have no idea how to go about furnishing a house, let alone a house way out in the middle of nowhere at which we only spend two days a week.  There is no furniture left from when my mom and step-dad combined houses.  It all either went to the Salvation Army or my step-sister.  And I have no idea what happened to all the furniture that used to furnish the houses of my relatives that have moved on, to greener pastures or smaller houses.  I think my family very seriously thought I would never settle down.

Wait, wait, wait…. Furniture? Isn’t this supposed to be a food blog? Things get back on topic below the jump.