Last week, the deck garden met its demise. The late frost in May kept some of the garden from reaching its full potential, but overall it was a huge success. The boys have put in lots of requests for new veggies next year.
Luke adored making pesto. I tried to accomplish too much at the same time, and burnt the pine nuts. Typical. It still tasted pretty good.
I did not like the carrots we grew. When we planted the tiny carrot seed specks, Luke tossed them around liberally. When they started growing, I did not thin them out. As a result, they were squished and short.
Luke loved the carrots and ate them at almost every meal all summer long. At the final harvest, he requested carrot soup. I complied, but to be honest, it didn’t look very yummy. He also had me throw in other random produce that we gathered. I ordered a pizza as well. He ate the soup. I ate the pizza.
The tomatoes were amazing, as always. We ate them in wedges, with salt and vinegar. I never really was able to enjoy any cherry tomatoes, because Luke would pluck and eat them himself, as soon as they were remotely ripe. Incredibly tasty.
Luke and I are done gardening for the year. Ben, however, is just getting started.
I am looking forward to next year, when I will have not one, but two sets of helping hands.