My kale is starting to flower, so it was time to finish it off. This hot weather will bring cabbage moths and aphids around anyhow. It has been really hardy and trouble free, and has borne really well for months now. I’ve used it regularly at least a couple of times a week.
This year’s soap is made and maturing in the cupboard, hopefully safe from the mice who think it is literally good enough to eat. It will go whiter as it matures, and by Christmas it will be hard, white, fine grained soap with a nice clean smell and good bubbles. So nice to have so much of my Christmas shopping done already!
The first of the season trombochino, just picked and went into a Green Green Polenta. The first of the season cherry tomatoes, just picked and into soft boiled egg and tomato on toast for breakfast. The first of the season capsicums – these ones are Hungarian Wax.
After a torrid season, with goannas stealing most of the eggs, one of last year’s goslings has successfully hatched four little females. But I love…
The Spring egg glut situation is still going on. The goose eggs have started hatching (three babies today and another egg or two to go) and the ducks have slowed down laying. But the chooks are still laying four or five eggs a day (even though some of them are well into chook middle age). So I made an egg curry on the weekend for a curry night feast for…
This time of year in this part of the world it’s all about fruiting annuals. I have more corn and beans and tomatoes and eggplants and capsicums and trombochino and squash and pumpkins and cucumbers and zucchini in the shadehouse than I will have room to plant out. So it’s just another round of the regular, staple roots this time – carrots and beets.
New Zealand green lipped mussels are listed as sustainable, and our local supermarket had them this week for less than $5 a kilo. We may be the last ever generation to be able to readily afford seafood like this so it had to be worth inviting friends for dinner. They have a lot of food miles, coming from New Zealand, and they’re frozen. But in the scheme of compromises you…