This beautiful Hod {I've always called them Trugs} from Lee Valley was a gift from Allan this past Christmas. Isn't it lovely.
Our potato plants died. Turned yellow and died. Never got lush and green, never flowered. So today Allan and I went out to remove the wire, dirt and straw. I felt it was a recovery mission. No chance of live potatoes. Well, we were wrong. There wasn't a months worth or anything, but we aren't complaining. We were like a couple kids at Christmas. We had some for supper tonight and they were delicious!!
2 comments:
I had a feeling you would find some potatoes..and these are unblemished and beautiful. All good!
You were right. We have enough for ten suppers. We are totally psyched for next year.
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