The spring equinox has whizzed by already and we’re officially in the Everything’s Burgeoning In The Garden phase of growing – and yet we’re still in the period known as the hunger gap, when there are few fresh fruits or veg ready to harvest locally.
One exception is rhubarb, either bright pink and forced in the growing sheds of the famous Rhubarb Triangle of west Yorkshire or like ours, already poking up in the veg patch. Continue reading →
It’s a lovely time of the year, this, with daffodils and primroses, hyacinths and violets all flowering their hearts out and the usual mad gallop in the kitchen garden to get all the seeds sown and plantlets pricked out. Spring is officially here.
We’re still eating the leeks, carrots, cabbages and celeriac we planted last year. And although summer’s broad beans and peas, courgettes and tomatoes are still a twinkle in my husband’s eye, we have our first crops of purple sprouting broccoli and rhubarb. Continue reading →
… or how to make three delicious puds from one pot of stewed rhubarb.
Stewed rhubarb – I don’t know about you but the words conjure up, for me, rather nasty school meals of overcooked, stringy rhubarb dolloped with gloopy custard. It doesn’t have to be like that. Continue reading →