First Fruits

“…Cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow shalt thou eat of it all the days of thy life; thorns also and thistles shall it bring forth to thee; and thou shalt eat the herb of the field; In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till though return unto the ground; for dust thou art. and unto dust thou return.”

Genesis 3:17-19

It wasn’t nearly as hard as YHWH makes it sound but it wasn’t easy either.  We did have to plant the things and then protect them from every manner of pest.  This chard is the first fruits of the garden we planted this year, the first of many I hope.  There are 5 more plants of it left in the box but considering how little is actually there once you cook the plant I imagine that the all the chard will be gone by the end of the week.  If the temperature spikes though it could kill the plants, as their a winter crop and we planted them fairly late in the season, so we might have to pull them before we need them and hope that the crisper in our fridge keeps them long enough.

I never was much of a fan of chard until the CSA we subscribe to started sending us a head or two of it and its close cousin kale all winter.  I discovered that if you boil or saute the stuff it can go into just about anything:  pastas, stirfrys, a side with garlic and butter.

Tonight after pulling the chard, removing the root and cleaning it.  D chopped  and sauted it in olive oil and finely cut garlic with a dash of salt and pepper.  Once it was cooked I simply put it on top of the leftover Pad Kee Mao I had lying around in the fridge.  As I said though it would have been just as good on its own.  Hopefully I’ll be writing a lot more of whatever is coming out of the garden!  Or what I manage to get out of other’s!

Author: Jonathon

Would rather be out swimming, running, or camping. Works in state government. Spent a youth reading genre-fiction; today, he is making up for it by reading large quantities of non-fiction literature. The fact that truth, in every way, is more fascinating than fiction still tickles him.

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