This morning, after a couple of hours of weeding, I was starving so I decided to play one of my favorite games: Breakfast From The Yard.
It’s exactly what it sounds like: See how much of my entire breakfast I could harvest out of my suburban yard. Garden groceries. Metropolitan meals. Lawn licking.
Maybe not that last one.
I can only do this for certain times of the year, unfortunately. Big unfortunately. One day, maybe, I can dine from the yard year round. I’m always working on stretching that period of time, but, well, I’m not very good at it.
I’m a pretty bad gardener, overall. I have so much I need to learn.
But today (decades after first beginning to garden) here’s what I managed to harvest:
You can’t see everything very well in the photo, so here’s the list:
Sweet potato greens (in the back)
Berries (late, tiny strawberries and blueberries and blackberries)
Tomato (Cherokee Purple!)
I scrambled the eggs with some onion and garlic, sauteed the sweet potato greens with more garlic, sliced some tomato, and topped the eggs with basil.
I made tulsi tea, iced it (I was still hot from the weeding). Here’s how I make tea with fresh herbs.
I ate the carrot and the figs as-is. As-were.
Except for the oil, salt, and pepper, it was a from-the-yard success.
Then I blew it.
I haven’t acquired a taste for carrot tops, but I didn’t want to waste them. They’re homegrown and nutritious.
So I made a smoothie out of them with the berries and . . . a banana. And orange juice. Flaxseed. Not from the yard.
I was aware of the irony of using electricity for all this, electricity bought from a company I’m in a legal spat with.
Maybe one day I can free myself from them, and my love of bananas and orange juice.
P. S. Any insights into solar power? Have you done it? What do you recommend?
P.P.S. The latest on the transformer saga is that I won my lawsuit, but they’re appealing. No date set for the appeal.