It’s been a race around here to get the garden harvested and put to bed. Weekends have been filled with chores like planting 100 tulip/daffodil/grape hyacinth bulbs, along with lavenders and a couple of new rugosa roses in the front yard, to stacking wood, to harvesting the last of the tomatoes, kales, chards, herbs and then burying everything under a layer of straw for the winter. It was a race I think I won, by mere moments, as today we woke up to a full two feet of new snow, with temps projected to go down into single digits or below zero tonight.
Mom used to make “A-la-sewer-soup” from the leftovers of the week. She put everything in a stock pot, added a healthy dose of vermouth, Cooked it down for a bit, and then the key, she blended the bejesus out of it so none of us knew what exactly was in it. It was usually pea-green to off-brown and most times, very good.
Mom used to make “A-la-sewer-soup” from the leftovers of the week. She put everything in a stock pot, added a healthy dose of vermouth, Cooked it down for a bit, and then the key, she blended the bejesus out of it so none of us knew what exactly was in it. It was usually pea-green to off-brown and most times, very good.