Here at the Food on Fridays carnival, any post remotely related to food is welcome—though we love to try new dishes, your post doesn’t have to be a recipe.If you want, you could post video footage of moldy pumpkins. Not that my children have ever done such a thing. My point is that we’re pretty relaxed over here, and posts like that are as welcome as menus and recipes.When your Food on Fridays contribution is ready, just grab the broccoli button (the big one above or smaller option at the bottom) to paste at the top of your post. It ties us together visually.Then plug your name and link into Linky Tools.
Food on Fridays with Ann
The garden stayed lush and green all through October.As recently as a week ago, I sent my daughter out to harvest whatever seemed ripe, and she returned with a basket overflowing with green peppers and tomatoes.Then, just two days ago, when the forecast predicted the temperature would hit 32 degrees Fahrenheit that night, I sent her out again.”Pick any tomato that’s remotely pink,” I instructed, “and bring in all of the peppers.””Yes, sir!” she said, saluting me before heading out on the mission.She lifted branches and looked under leaves and came back with more.“It’s really the end this time, you know,” I said when she returned, “so you’re sure you brought in everything with the least bit of potential to ripen?””I sure did!””Okay, because it’s going to be gone tomorrow.””You thought that last time, though,” she replied, “and we ended up with all this!””I know. But this really is going to be the end. So thank you for picking them for me…for us.”The next morning, we looked out at the tomato plants.Overnight, everything shriveled.”It’s hard to believe it could change so dramatically in one night,” my daughter remarked.It’s true–just yesterday, when she went out for the last harvest, the plants looked verdant and robust. Now they are limp, brown, lifeless.The last signs of productivity are spread out on the counter to gaze upon…and dine upon.Because the plants kept growing and producing far later than expected, we ended up with far more than expected.In fact, my daughter actually picked more than what’s pictured—before I thought to snap a shot, we’d already eaten five or six peppers and bagged up numerous tomatoes to share with friends.So, this photo, this post—this close-up of the green peppers—officially marks the end of a very good growing season.