Sam’s Lottie update
Why doesn't life consist entirely of gardening? Sadly it doesn't, so I hadn't been able to get to Lottie for more than a week, but this morning I was there. She's very wet. Digging out her old strawberry plants under those conditions isn't ideal but needs must. I'm using the digging opportunites when I get them, and forking as lightly as possible. The old strawberry patch is now 1/3 dug over :-) Later, my French colleague bemoaned the difficulty of finding 'these vegetables... I don't know their name but they look like potatoes and taste like artichokes... they're so expensive here, and at home in France too... I think French people ate so many of them during the War, they don't want to eat them now but I like them so much...' 'Do you mean Jerusalem artichokes?' I asked. She wasn't sure of the name but there's one good way to find out because I have a thriving row of them on Lottie. Tomorrow, weather and my body permitting, I've promised my colleague that I'll harvest some fo the tubers for her. Maybe she'll tell me how French people cook them. Although it would take some persuading to change my ways from the simple scrub-and-steam, followed by squeezing from the skins, that I do now.