Friday, 28 May 2010

The Salad Crop.

Apologies to all those wonderful foodie sites I follow....avert thy eyes now! This could hurt.

We've been eating the salad crop for a couple of weeks now, however the children have decided they do not like rocket leaves.....
'My mouth's on fire,' they yell, as they lash around the kitchen feigning death.

It's all a bit melodramatic for me quite frankly.

The hubby is reluctant to eat anything that's green, orange or red. He gets his vitamins from a tin of liquidized apples....That's Strongbow, to you and I. I think his mother may have put it in his bottle....but that's another post entirely...

Anyhoo.....That means I get ALL the rocket to myself...delicious. Three plants, means I can cut-and-come-again, all, summer, long.

Now I don't like to brag, (yeah, sure!....) But I have eaten at some pretty. good. restaurants. in my time: Heston Blumenthal's Fat Duck twice, La Becasse Ludlow, The Waterside Inn Bray, The Ivy....to name drop a few...

But. Today.....

Today.....

I ate....

In my kitchen....

The best sandwich in the world:


Tomato, Rocket, (wot I grew myself) Heinz Salad Cream, Salt n Pepper and really crap, shop-bought white bread.

It was orgasmic...



Ahhhh, the joys of growing.......................................fat.

The Archers at The Larches

Lou - Chicken whisperer....

Lou - Chicken whisperer....

Snowy and Moon

Snowy and Moon