Every summer I plant a garden, or as we used to say when I was growing up, a truck patch. I do pretty well with hot peppers for salsa, lots of onions and potatoes, more tomatoes than we can eat, okra, lettuce, squash, cabbage, pumpkins, and more. While I can various vegetables and make sauerkraut and eat potatoes and onions and winter squash into the spring, this is the first year I actually picked something fresh in winter.
Today I picked the last of the Brussels sprouts. It’s December 27, and I picked Brussels sprouts! Some collard greens are up there, but they look pretty ragged, so the sprouts are the end. I’ll fry some of them up with an egg tomorrow for my breakfast.
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