Also known as…”Oh mon Dieu, what on earth are they are selling us at the supermarket?”
Behold Exhibition A, above. Now…let’s see if you can guess which of these tomatoes was bought – in season no less – and which one was grown in our garden…Exactly.
Yes, our little garden specimen is not bright red (a good thing as it is a noire de Crimée or a “black” heirloom tomato), it is kind of scrappy looking and has some stretch marks along the top…but what about on the inside? Just to be sure, let’s try the specimen on the right. Hmmm, a distinct flavor of…watery…air?
Above are the basics of what we are growing in our garden, along with snappy salads, a failed attempt at resuscitating moved wild strawberries, not so hot red peppers and radishes that pack lightning heat. We are learning that not everything grows perfectly in this silty soil of Provence but if they do, well then look out – it is like tiger-taming.
When there has been a “first” harvest of something, Remi and I would celebrate the moment by having a dégustation and then stare it each other, wide-eyed with wonder while slowly savoring each bite. Then we would blurt out, every single time: “But this doesn’t taste anything at all like what we have been eating! C’est fou! Not even close!”
The tomatoes burst in our mouths like the friendliest version of the sun imaginable (and will get their own post with recettes next week), the zucchini is so dense that it could pass for steak, our neighbors shallots are smoky not stinging, the cucumbers have a sweet perfume and aren’t watery in the least, the purple eggplants have made a convert out of Remi as they aren’t even remotely bitter, let alone the white eggplants which make us feel like we are dining out at a Michelin one-star and the potatoes which demand to be the star of the show, never again to be relegated to the role of lumpy side-dish.
Those of you that grow vegetables have most likely stopped reading by now. You know all of this and secretly shake your heads at the rest of us poor fools. But what about those of you who have never had a garden?
Like…us? This is our first attempt at gardening ever. We were uncertain as we have killed many a houseplant in our years together but, as I have mentioned, there is a lovely little community of fellow gardeners who kindly keep us on track. And truly, as the rental of the land is only 20 Euros for the entire year, we thought, “What the hay, let’s give it a go.” Certainly, it is a lot of work but of the kind that wipes away any troubling worries in the process and the bounty just keeps on coming. We are hooked.
And we are also convinced that it is wonderful for our health too. Because even if you can afford to buy organic at Whole Foods or any big producer, many grow their goods with hothouse techniques – yep, even here in France, land of non-genetically modified, non-hormone injected and non-cloned foods (don’t even get me started on the recent lobbyist bought insanities in the House of Representatives). But here is my question: while the jury is still out regarding whether heating foods in plastic can cause cancerogens in the body – isn’t food grown under plastic basically subjugated to the same effect? Or worse? If anyone out there knows the answer to that question, please speak up. But the theory seems plausible to me…
…as does reaping all of the “extra” benefits of growing your own. Such as discovering that you magically happen to have five fleurs des courgettes that have blossomed on the same evening and that if you stuff them with ricotta then bake them with a thin paint of egg yolk and a sprinkling of bread crumbs, you automatically have at hand the perfect apéro item for two.
It’s enough to start me off on the path of rediscovery all over again…
Are you really thinking of moving to France when you retire?! That makes me SO happy! And I hear you about gardens in NYC – awesome ideas and good for both the community and kids but I always remember walking by the one on Houston Street and thinking, "eeeee…"
I imagine that you have access to great farmers markets in Melbourne! And what an incredible variety too…? But yes, home-grown is just fantastic when possible. I am thrilled…
Yes! It has gone way, way down – which we needed! And yep, you did tell me that and I told Remi that you said so and we listened to you!!! Now look!!!!
Much Love…
Wouldn't it? I feel so calm when I come back from the garden. Every time. Not to mention if everyone had access to proper food, well…
We had that giant heat wave and so it knocked out not just ours but everyone's zucchini's this year. But tomatoes? Yowza…
Grow garden, Grow! Right back at you…
Exactly…again, don't get me started!
In Barbara Kinglsover's excellent book, "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle" she talks about how much organic food goes to waste (this despite efforts after to pass it along) as certain cucumbers are too long and zucchinis too crooked. It is ridiculous and sad…
And I could definitely feel it just in reading your lovely response, thank you. It must be incredibly beautiful to have your garden on a riverbank…an image of it, along with the stone base is clear in my mind. But oh how I am jealous of your baby noir de crimée! Well, cherry tomatoes will be a definite if we are still here next year (being much of the nomad sort, neither my companion or I take anything for granted) as will onions if they will grow in the soil – everyone seems to grow leeks instead and I know that carrots are a no-go so we will just have to see. Sadly our beets were planted right before the canicule struck and so didn't take at all.
Did your neighbor provide the plants for your tomatoes?
Oh Heather this is wonderful ! Growing your own vegetables is a great experience. Living in a small village gives a lot of opportunities for a better quality of life. Pollution and al the other problems will not stop the satisfaction of enjoying your great success.
Those "fleurs the courgettes" are so inviting dear.
Have a nice weekend .
Heather everything you have grown looks so delish! Community gardens are one of the most wonderful ideas ever!
Your bounty is astounding!!
xoxo
Karena
The Arts by Karena
I have been waiting for this post!!! I am just loving the fact that you are growing your own, living vicariously yet again. This is big on my list of "I want to do that when I retire and move to France" because as a NYer, I just do not have the capability of growing my own food. Even if I COULD get a spot in a community garden, the pollution that is rampant here does not encourage my wanting to grow something I would want to eat. Your produce looks amazing! Bon Apetit!!!