When the ground is covered with snow, our thoughts turn to the green of gardens yet to come...
About this time every year I begin to tire of all the butternut squash, sweet potatoes and garlic and onions I have so proudly saved and served since we put the garden to bed last fall. I want something else, more variety, more, well, almost anything!
And, lo and behold, my wish was granted last week. There, among the produce in my local grocery store, stuck back behind the avocados, was a chayote--a type of squash I ate when I lived in Central America.
Trying to eat only vegetables that are in season locally is not easy, so I fudged: I once ate chayote in season, right? I took some home and reveled in eating something different for a change. I've posted some chayote recipes this week.
As I look out over the brown of the garden, I can see rhubarb leaves starting to unfurl. It won't be long before the asparagus are pushing up through the clutter of last year's leftovers. Variety is just around the corner!
