Life in Tasmania's Huon Valley, by a blow-in from the mainland
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Last weekend I pulled up the tomato plants, both those growing in the greenhouse and the ones in the apple crate garden beds outside. I was left with several large bowls of red or 'turning' tomatoes that will go red, and a couple of kilos of green tomatoes unlikely to do much except rot if I left them there.
On the weekend I made a large batch of tomato passata (now in the freezer) using the ripe tomatoes and then on Monday night made a big pot of green tomato chutney. Only thing is, I remembered halfway through cooking it (from the overpowering smell that filled the house) that I don't actually like chutney much. Well, except perhaps the peach and lime chutney at the local Indian restaurant. So David is going to be eating a lot of the stuff and there might be a few jars given away or swapped.
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.