Remember the lettuce I wrote about in a previous post? It did not live up to the promises of the Master Gardeners. Here is what it looked like today:
It never became the thick, leafy plantation which the (greenhouse-grown) samples seemed to promise. The surviving few plants are about to bolt, which foretells doom and bitterness in the world of genus Lactuca. I’ve put the pitiful few usable leaves into a dish of pasta and greens with gravlax, which I cured a few days ago, for dinner. I made up a mustard-based sauce and threw in some fresh peas.
And in the future, I’m going to stick to herbs in pots. I’ll buy my vegetables from the Farmer’s Market (NOW OPEN IN OLNEY!)
