to buy a fat pig? No, but obviously I ate like a pig because despite walking an unaccustomed 5.5-7 miles per day, I gained 6 pounds! I’ll write more about the trip later. Obviously, one can’t leave a productive potager without there being changes. First of all, it didn’t rain the entire time…at home; it rained LOTS in London! Secondly, apparently no one harvested anything while I was away. Thirdly, our first frost arrived, blackening the basil, killing the zinnias, celosias, tomatoes and peppers. Fortunately, I was able to salvage most of the produce. The first job was to pick all the ripe and nearly ripe tomatoes and turn them into juice.
While the tomatoes were cooking, the peppers were picked and enough green tomatoes and cabbage to make a batch of piccalilli.
Anything likely to be harmed by another frost was harvested and moved to the garage. Tomatoes that had frozen were taken as a treat for the neighbor’s chickens. While we were in London, I purchased little mince pies to bring home, but I ate them for breakfast each day, so none made it home! So, next a basket of green tomatoes were chopped, combined with apples, cherries, raisins, orange peel, spices, etc. to make a vegetarian mincemeat.
Still, I have a bounty of produce that needs to be turned into something soon! It’s mostly peppers and green tomatoes. Here’s what’s left.
Any suggestions? Not chutney, because there are dozens of jars still left from last year. And there’s a batch of green tomato chili simmering on the stove right now. As Aunt Pittypat sighed as she poured a little wine each glass in Gone With the Wind,”it’s the last, the very last” and I’m determined not to waste it!