Last year I decided to take “localvore” to its logical conclusion, and grow a bit of food on the balcony. I had mixed success (see “Peas”). Well, last night I harvested the solitary cabbage, and we had about a third of it with pork for dinner. It was delicious. I suppose it figures – organic cabbage harvested twenty minutes before we ate it.
And then I looked at the half-circle of cabbage leaves from where I cut the cabbage, and the light bulb on top of my head lit up.
You knew I was mad anyway, didn’t you?
