I’ve started harvesting potatoes in my urban garden patch, which draws me to my long list of classical potato dishes I love to prepare: Potato Gnocchi, Pommes Dauphinoise, Spanish-style tortilla, and Potato Rösti.
Thanks for sharing your gnocchi secrets, Jack. I have always wanted to prepare them myself, but never got into action due to a busy life. You convinced me to give it a chance :) Btw, gnocchi from self-cultivated potatoes must be fabulous. I have to seed them when the right time comes.
I’m sure you will have no difficulty making the gnocchi when the time is right. Be patient—the first go can feel messy and frustrating, but once you get a feel for the consistency, you will find them simple to make—and even meditative.
Your description of being plugged into a vast and unseen world is spot on, Jack. I'm not much of a gardener but my daughter is (or was until she got too busy with grad school). During the pandemic she planted a wonderful vegetable garden, including potatoes. When she pulled them out of the ground, we were all elated. They tasted amazing!
Thanks for reading and commenting, Domenica. As always, I value your input and contribution.
Bravo to your daughter for getting started in gardening. I’m sure the foundation she has built will lead her back to gardening when her studies conclude. Once created, the connection to the food we plant seems to have an everlasting bond.
It is always so satisfying to grow your own food. I only have a raised bed on my terrace which doesn’t allow much to grow, but I love to watch my herbs and vegetables grow and harvest them when they are ripe.
I couldn't agree with you more, Susanne. It is such a privilege to grow your own food—even if it is in a small space today. Watching something blossom into life—and even multiply—is in itself life-sustaining.
Thanks for sharing your gnocchi secrets, Jack. I have always wanted to prepare them myself, but never got into action due to a busy life. You convinced me to give it a chance :) Btw, gnocchi from self-cultivated potatoes must be fabulous. I have to seed them when the right time comes.
Thanks for reading and contributing, Fernanda.
I’m sure you will have no difficulty making the gnocchi when the time is right. Be patient—the first go can feel messy and frustrating, but once you get a feel for the consistency, you will find them simple to make—and even meditative.
I'll keep the meditative aspect in mind :)
Your description of being plugged into a vast and unseen world is spot on, Jack. I'm not much of a gardener but my daughter is (or was until she got too busy with grad school). During the pandemic she planted a wonderful vegetable garden, including potatoes. When she pulled them out of the ground, we were all elated. They tasted amazing!
Thanks for reading and commenting, Domenica. As always, I value your input and contribution.
Bravo to your daughter for getting started in gardening. I’m sure the foundation she has built will lead her back to gardening when her studies conclude. Once created, the connection to the food we plant seems to have an everlasting bond.
It is always so satisfying to grow your own food. I only have a raised bed on my terrace which doesn’t allow much to grow, but I love to watch my herbs and vegetables grow and harvest them when they are ripe.
I couldn't agree with you more, Susanne. It is such a privilege to grow your own food—even if it is in a small space today. Watching something blossom into life—and even multiply—is in itself life-sustaining.