Yes! They are ready!
It was very exciting to go to the hort on Monday, armed with a new fork with red prongs, and start exploring around the now very bushy plants.
Suddenly there were potatoes – lots of them! Both varieties did very well – Charlotte and Pentland. Of course I forgot to label which rows were which (is anyone that organised?) but I am pretty sure the Charlottes are on the left and the Pentlands on the right.
Is there anything more satisfying than digging up your own potatoes?
Yes there is – eating them!
Lightly boiled, slathered in salty butter and garnished with mint from the terrace.
We had salmon and broad beans and a bottle of wine to accompany them
In the sunshine on the terrace – bliss.
And in case you are missing Bonnie here she is today – a seasoned traveller now on the trains. We went to Cardedeu for our Spanish conversation hour and she was please to find another dog further down the carriage – that’s why she looks so concentrated.
Your potatoes look absolutely wonderful!! What a pleasure to eat your own hidden treasures.
hello Bonnie!!!!!
Was blog surfing and came across your blog. That dinner sure looks yummy and it sounds yummy. I can’t grow anything here, there is too much wild life and they eat everything.
My cat doesn’t help. He won’t kill mice, he just plays with them. At least he keeps them out of the house. Best I can tell he and the deer get along just fine. Your dog looks like he could do the job though!
Yummy, yummy patatoes! I want more patatoes, yummy!!!