I started growing chiles in '04 because I really wanted fresh chiles and they are virtually impossible to find locally - the ones I could get had low heat and almost no taste for about 25 USD/lb. Chiles are also macho and anyone even hinting that I wasn't a real man got a taste of something hot like a jap
I also grew tomatoes one year. Really good tomatoes, but that felt kind of redundant because during my growing season I can buy locally grown, pesticide free maters as cheap as old chips. Still - I was growing them because I wanted some good eatin'!
I'm growing 3 kinds of strawberries. I have the room and warm strawberries straight from the plant really brings back memories from the worry free summers of my childhood. I really hope I get enough of the white ones to make a couple of jars of white strawberry marmalade - if you have a good recipe please send it to me! Noone is challenging my manhood because noone turns down fresh strawberries with a little heavy cream (not whipped!) on top. It's fun taking care of the guests and pamper them.
I also have chives which are perennials even in my climate and a plant of Cape Gooseberry (Physalis peruviana) growing like a weed.
All plants I've grown have been grown because they give me stuff to eat and to stuff in the mouths of my opinionated friends.
This spring something happened. My lightbox for seedlings became empty and I picked up a packet of seeds for Tagetes (Marigold?). Completely useless plants. My friends ask if they go on a sandwich or something, but nooooooo! They are just sitting there looking pretty!
What do I say when my friends call me a woman? It tends to turn into fistfights when I respond by asking if they really are that desperate for a date...
I also grew tomatoes one year. Really good tomatoes, but that felt kind of redundant because during my growing season I can buy locally grown, pesticide free maters as cheap as old chips. Still - I was growing them because I wanted some good eatin'!
I'm growing 3 kinds of strawberries. I have the room and warm strawberries straight from the plant really brings back memories from the worry free summers of my childhood. I really hope I get enough of the white ones to make a couple of jars of white strawberry marmalade - if you have a good recipe please send it to me! Noone is challenging my manhood because noone turns down fresh strawberries with a little heavy cream (not whipped!) on top. It's fun taking care of the guests and pamper them.
I also have chives which are perennials even in my climate and a plant of Cape Gooseberry (Physalis peruviana) growing like a weed.
All plants I've grown have been grown because they give me stuff to eat and to stuff in the mouths of my opinionated friends.
This spring something happened. My lightbox for seedlings became empty and I picked up a packet of seeds for Tagetes (Marigold?). Completely useless plants. My friends ask if they go on a sandwich or something, but nooooooo! They are just sitting there looking pretty!
What do I say when my friends call me a woman? It tends to turn into fistfights when I respond by asking if they really are that desperate for a date...
