Monday, July 05, 2010

Chapter 233 Taters

Verse 1

For those of you that patiently have waited to hear about the potatoes i planted three months ago, here is the result from my farming-adventures on our balcony.

A very happy Buddha and some taters

I planted two buckets with a total of seven potatoes and could harvest 600 grams of some of the yummiest-tasting i have ever eaten. Considering what little effort i had to put in i am very surprised and happy about the result. What little skin there was you just rinsed off and they had perfect texture and taste after a short boil.
The fact that Frank, one of our cats also ate one must be all the proof anyone can ever ask for!

I will definitely be doing this again next year.

At 20:25

2 comments:

  1. Du kanske ska ta flytta ut på landet och bli bonde på heltid :) Riktigt lessen över att inte ha fått smaka på potatisen ;))
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  2. Landet, bonde, heltid - Det är 3 ord jag har svårt att relatera till.

    Landet är en plats man åker igenom på väg till nästa stad. Bonden är killen som föder upp mina hamburgare och heltid är ett gissel.
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