Too young to have participated, too old to be conceived then I really feel that I missed out on the summer of love. Now, the 40th anniversary of the summer of 1967, I enter what can only soon become my autumn of Viagra.
For now though I’m enjoying flower power.
Last southern summer while traveling in Cambodia and Laos my structured front garden of small hedges died. I didn’t like the design too much and replaced it with a 4 square metre vegetable patch.
At the centre are two copper semi-circular planters, a remnant of a recent flirtation with modern sculpture now planted with ripening strawberries.
Although fresh young beetroot leaves are my entry for Weekend Herb Blogging, invented by Kalyn’s Kitchen and this week hosted at The Expatriates Kitchen, they cannot sit alone from my summer supply of herbs – curry plant, sage, thyme, tarragon, Vietnamese mint and lemon grass. Of course, I’ve only just planted the tomatoes and basil. But the carrots, beetroot, silverbeet, cos, komatsuna (red mustard spinach) and various other lettuces are coming along.
I’ve a grape vine and have planted espalier apple, cherry, orange and kaffir lime.
My current joy is the pick a leaf from each lettuce and leafy vegetable for a quick salad, each with the kind of crispness you simply can’t find in the markets.
As is the vogue I toss is a few marigold petals, and the leaves and flowers from rocket (arugula), sage and thyme.
But the real heros of the home vegetable plot are the young leaves of silverbeet and beetroot. Too often these leaves are discarded rather than eaten. How stupid is that?
There is no actual recipe to what I do. Usually I simply coat a wooden bowl with a drizzle of walnut oil and some sherry vinegar, sometimes rubbing the surface with a crushed garlic clove. This avoids over dressing.
The actual combination rather than being a harmonious combination is more like jazz. The rocket offers a peppery note against the hot mustard of komatsuna. The beetroot leaves hold their own and add colour. It jars but keeps things interesting fighting palate fatigue in what night after night can be a boring dish of greens.
Here’s to my summer of love.
You can check out my progress here.
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Your garden is going to be just fantastic. I can’t tell you how much I’m missing my own garden now that everything is covered with frost every morning and only the rosemary, sage, and mint still have a few usable leaves. I’m just trying to console myself with making soup, but there is nothing like summer! Your collection of crops sounds just outstanding. Can’t wait to hear more about how you’re using everything.
i am sooo jealous. i planted some herbs in pots a few weeks ago and within a week the possums had eaten every little bit. they really loved the parsley!
anyway the plan is now to put up an electric fence around the deck. the bloody things can jump like 5m though so dont know if it will stop them!
I had a plate of your jazz salad last night, Ed, and it was lovely – I really liked the sharp bitter taste of some of the leaves, and the dressing was tasty too. Thanks for sharing!
Excellent idea! I came here via Ilva at Lucullian. Check out fritzhaeg.com. Perhaps you can get in touch with him and your garden can be one of his Edible Estate front lawn projects.
Kalyn, I shall try and blog each one. i’ve been jealous of your all winter. Sadly when I was out at the Bloggers’ Banquet Jak ate my ripe strawbs.
Ran, I’m lucky the dogs seem to keep the possums on the electricity wires and the trees. I hear them jumping 5m every night off our tin roof on to a tree.
Mutemonkey, i’m glad you enjoyed. I’m sorry i missed your muffins.
Labelga, just jumping over there now…back and cool
hmmmm, despite having partaken in the salad at the banquet, I can’t quite help but recall the dog wee comments…
ick!
Grocer, a good wash…there are plenty worse nasties in inner city soil.