Showing posts with label Garden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Garden. Show all posts

Saturday, October 5, 2013

In Praise of Lettuce

We've been eating the most wonderful salads, all with greens growing on the patio.  Oh, and herbs, too.  Last night I made a pasta dish that was finished off with lots of freshly picked Italian parsley.  Yum.

I have quite the mix of greens going, but silly me I tossed all the plastic sticks that identified what they are.  The long skinny ones are Italian, and they have a pleasant peppery bite to them.  We're eating all the lettuces very young, and this makes them especially delicious.

Don't know why I didn't do this sooner, and I'm going to try to keep it going through the winter.

Do me a favor, wont' you?  Send me your favorite salad recipes (or salad dressing) because I'm running out of ideas!

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Patio LIfe

This is the book that started me off.  It's a wonderful book
with some great ideas.  And it's just delightful to look at.  Inspired, however, I made a dash to Green Acres and put together my tower of lettuce.  I had plenty of lettuce left over, so I squeezed it into other pots as well.  Something I don't believe I've eaten before, called "Italian Dandelion" is planted in this strawberry pot as well.  It supposed to add quite a kick to salads, so I thought I'd give in try.

For the kitchen balcony upstairs, I bought more Italian parsley since we seem to go through it rapidly.

The day is perfect, especially in the shade.  I'm lounging here now with my water and feeling ready for a nap.  Weekend naps are sinfully delicious, no? 

I have a patio couch coming soon, but if I had it right now, I'd lie down and have a little snooze.  I don't know about you, but if the weather is halfway decent, I'd rather be on my patio that anywhere else in the house. 


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