I planted salad leaves, courgettes and broad beans. The salad bolted - produced seed heads, with just a couple of tiny leaves clustered at the bottom. The courgettes sat in the rain, practically shivering, in shock. I'm sure if they were capable of rational thought they would have been thinking "What a stupid woman - she planted us in the Winter!" The broad beans were planted in the remains of the muck heap at the back of the arena - out of sight and out of mind - and they were quickly swamped with weeds, as I was distracted by the many other things going on in my life.
But the garlic, onions and my now well-established strawberry bed saved the day. The strawberries have been turned into jam, which we are slowly working our way through. Denis will inherit what we don't eat before departure day - he has a real sweet tooth! I pickled the shallots and I'm working my way through the rest of the onions. But the garlic, oh the garlic - what to do...
There's enough garlic for at least one household for a full year. I could have made a big fat garlic plait out of it and brought it to Provence with us, but that seemed so wrong - just like bringing coals to Newcastle! So I researched a couple of recipes for preserving garlic and set Denis to work :
|Denis, hard at work|
I've tried three recipes, one from epicurious, one found by a friend via google.fr which is so simple it can't possibly work (peel garlic. put in jar. cover with oil. Voilà!) and one for pickling in balsamic vinegar which I adapted slightly.
|Garlic pickled in balsamic vinegar, waiting to be bottled|
They need to sit and wait for a while, now. I'm looking forward to trying them in a couple of months.
|Left to right, strawberry jam, French pickled garlic, garlic in oil, giant stone jar of British pub-style pickled onions, pickled onions from a very old Irish cookbook and more French pickled garlic|
In between pickling and preserving, I've been painting. And packing. And tidying. And, dare I say it, the house is READY! Anyone want to rent a house? Here's a few photos, just to give a flavour :
|Our Incredibly Tidy House|
Now, perhaps, I might actually be able to ride one of my horses...
Oh yes, horses.
I remember, once upon a time, this used to be a horse blog, before dogs and house stuff took over! Maybe there will be something horsey to write about tomorrow.
You must let us know what you think of all the different garlic recipes. My garlic this year was disappointing. It bolted early, small heads with tiny cloves. grrr.ReplyDelete
Too hot for your garlic? I was surprised mine was as good as it was, it's not something that's traditionally grown here so I assumed (incorrectly) that it needed a good summer to grow.Delete
I will plan a garlic report for later in the year :-)
The garlic should be delicious in whatever recipes you decide on. I love garlic and it's good for keeping vampires at bay too. Your house does look incredibly tidy. I wish I needed a house there, I'd definitely be interested.ReplyDelete
Hope there's no vampires in Provence!Delete
Friends who know my home in real life are convinced I've taken photos of someone else's house. I'm the antithesis of the saying "show me a tidy house and I'll show you a boring woman."