a new career?

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it was not easy, but i made it in! not only did i make it; unscathed; into the farm, i managed to get close enough to the beds to cut an artichoke! & oh what a choke! isn’t she a beauty?

perhaps i’m in the wrong business. should i close theshop, & start an artichoke farm? i mean, look at what gorgeous work i don’t do. i am excellent at artichoke neglect. the proof is in the photos, people.

now i need to decide how to prepare my harvest of one. you all left such delicious ideas - thank you. i was especially intrigued by the story about serving artichokes to the nazi soldiers. my first thoughts were no! they are evil! don’t give them your beautiful artichokes! then i imagined them chewing the leaves, and swallowing the choke - ha! little victories, eh?

so when i was in the farm; beneath the giant leaves of the artichoke plant; i saw some leeks & fennel growing. they must have been from plants that went to seed last season. i love when that happens. have you tried brushing leeks with olive oil, & putting them on the grill? mmm.

i would love to know: what is growing in your garden right now?
~peace.

it's an arti party!!

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i have discovered that artichokes adore being neglected. nowhere in any of my gardening books did it say that one should have a bébé, then become a useless, good-for-nothing, farm-abandoner.

sure, occasionally thehobbit would water thefarm for me, but i imagine he spent more time spraying the garage wall, on jet mode, than actually watering the beds.

once word of my discovery gets around, fame & riches shall be mine at last. long overdue, if you ask me.

hey look what i found on google: click me. we passed a giant field of artichokes on the train, but i was too busy drooling to take a photo.

let's share our favorite way to eat artichokes. i'll start: steamed, and dipped in garlic butter.

~peace.