Yesterday afternoon I happened to look over at the potatoes to see that a few of them were popping up out of the soil, begging to be harvested. My older son and I happily obliged, making yesterday the first potato harvest of the season. He was so proud of this big pink one he had a hard time setting it down.
We tossed them in olive oil with some sea salt and chopped rosemary from the garden and roasted them in a trusty cast iron in the oven.
3 comments:
What sweet little hands. He's a natural garden chef.
That looks soo good!
Awesome! Yum Yum! Jealous again! I don't think my amaranth sprouted -- boo hoo! Or sprouted and got hijacked!
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