The joyful sign went up yesterday, and this morning I was over at the farm, to collect the first asparagus of the season.
Too early in the year for them to staff the table
so they use the honesty system.
As far as I know, it works fine, too, been doing this for years. Quite a few small farm stands around here leave a box for payment rather than have a person there all the time. This is the only place that has a box to make change though!
And the buyer, and cook, gets the privilege of the First Bite. If you ever pick asparagus right from the ground, and bite off a top, it will, for a few minutes taste like fresh green peas. This had been picked for a few hours, so the taste was more like asparagus.
Despite the cool damp weather, this is good. I rationalize that the weather is good for the plants. My potatoes are coming along nicely in their container, despite the attacks of the squirrels.
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Asparagus aways off here, so sad.
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