This morning’s conversation:
Ryan: “Would you kill me if I told you you couldn’t go to the market anymore cause I needed you to work weekends?”
End of conversation.
Weekends are a problem on the farm side. Saturdays and Sundays are Ryan, Steve, & Rob’s days off, but chores still need to be done so they rotate with one person taking every third weekend. The problem is that moving the broiler houses is a 2-person job. I’m around on Sunday mornings to help, but Saturday mornings are the problem. With summer in full swing – vacations, weddings, etc. – it’s hard to coordinate schedules so there are always two people available. It will all get sorted out in a way that doesn’t require me to give up the market.
At garden night we harvested garlic. Actually, Jim, Mark & Tom harvested garlic. Lauren and I were in charge of “tickling the bulbs.” We should probably have our own reality show for all the shenanigans we are involved with between the market and garden night.
As weird and borderline inappropriate as tickling bulbs sounds, it’s the best way to describe how you clean the roots of a garlic bulb. Once cleaned and trimmed, we tied the bulbs up so they could be hung in the garage for safe storage.
Lauren and I bolted before dinner so we could go to a concert in Kennett. This was good because we left before dinner so I managed to avoid eating any of the blueberry swirl cheesecake bars I made! I have consumed zero grams of added sugar today. Success! The concert was a lot of fun. It was almost like being back in Brooklyn for the summer concerts in Prospect Park.