Life in Tasmania's Huon Valley, by a blow-in from the mainland
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
A little harvest
Saturday night's dinner was a local affair. It consisted of a nice steak from nearby Geeveston, baked potato chips from Dutch Cream potatoes from Franklin and a salad of stuff picked from my own garden - lettuce, radish, some asparagus spears, shallots. That was followed by a rhubarb and pear crumble (rhubarb my own, pears from Woodside Orchard in Franklin). The hens provided some eggs for breakfast the next morning. I still don't have much at all growing in my garden, so I was quite proud to make a tasty meal out of the random stuff I harvested - while it was pelting down snow, mind you. Things are slowly starting to happen out there.
Escaped Sydney in 2010 for a piece of paradise in Tasmania's Huon Valley. I'm a keen walker, remote worker, incompetent gardener, Bernese Mountain Dog owner, fan of almost anything German (food, language, cars, beer), amateur linguist, chook fancier, childfree.