Finally after years of attempting to grow melons – I have succeeded. Admittedly they are on the small side – the very small side and if you compare it to a shop bought one they look like ping pong balls beside bowling balls. But I grew them so they are perfect! And this time, when sliced in half they actually looked like what they should, and the aroma was delightful… just like real ones.
And to taste… yummo! Although we only got a bite of each of the melons as they had to go around Hubby the Un-Gardener, the Joeyosaurus and Tim the Helper and me. I skewed the slicing to ensure I got the biggest bits, but I grew them… so there! But the sweet taste of success is melon flavoured and it is good!
After all the excitement of the last few days had died down – for the moment, I was finally able to get to my poor neglected garden and was pleased to say it had faired quite well without me, although it was a little thirsty. Who knows when this drought will break? The boffins say there will be “a couple of showers” on Saturday, but that is hardly likely to undo all the damage of months without rain. My extended forecast report only goes as far as April 5th there is a few showers described as “a shower”, “perhaps a shower” and “a shower possible!” They have also selected a couple of days to have “a little rain.” What we need is a down pour – for days on end. My ground is beginning to lose it and its cracking up. It may need some kind of therapy!
The chillies and peppers seem to love the conditions as they are prolific and of good quality with nice thick walls and are crunchier than a fresh apple. Now that is something I didn’t get a lot of – the bloomin’ pukekos (NZ native swamp hens) have stolen all the eating apples and pears. Grrr. They don’t seem to like Granny Smiths or Cooking Apples – so far. Maybe next year there will be enough for us all.
The other thing I tackled was the beans. I planted loads of different kinds, but I must have been having some kind of irrational moment because we don’t actually like beans all that much and they just end up in the freezer un-eaten. I did have a degree of common sense about my bean planting as half of them were dried beans – like kidney beans for those winter chilli con carnes, and haricots and pinks and a range of others that I don’t actually know how to use them – but things like that don’t stop me.
The rest were ‘fresh’ eating beans – only we didn’t and they ended up just as dried as they ones that were supposed to be dried. So I picked the lot and spent a lovely evening shelling them all into a big dish. I should really separate them into ones that look the same, in case some taste better than others and then I’ll know which was which. Having said that I don’t actually know if ‘fresh’ beans can be treated like ‘dry’ ones. I have assumed so because if they are edible in their young stage – I don’t imagine they will become poisonous overnight. If I am wrong – please some one STOP me from feeding them to my family… I reckon you’ve have about a month or two to save my family from impending doom if I’m misguided, because by then it will be cool enough outside to crave a nice bowl of hot beans – once I find out the best way to use them.
Oh I do know about the pre-soaking-tummy-ache-avoiding bit of dried bean prep… it’s just what you do next that I’m unsure of… but that has never stopped me before… I’ll give it a whirl and whip something yummy up!
Come again soon – I still have to pick the tomatoes and does anyone know when I should dig up my peanuts?
Cheers Sarah : o )