So by now you are undoubtedly familiar with our obsession with Halloween and burning pumpkins. We only sacrificed two pumpkins this year:
We actually burned the second one on Halloween night, as our (meager) trick-or-treaters were tailing off. If I’d had marshmellows, I would have roasted them over that fellow.
A few posts ago, I talked a little bit about how some of the vegetables got completely out of hand this year, particularly the radishes out back that were mixed in with the pumpkins and watermelons. A few of the radishes in the front also got away from us, but our determination to leave them in the ground was deliberate in the main kitchen garden, as opposed to just missing them out back.
This past Sunday J turned over the gardens with the rototiller since frost was predicted for several nights this week. Turning the ground just before a frost helps kill off any bacteria or bugs that might be found in the soil. It’s not a guarantee, but most farmers follow that rule of thumb. So finally the last of the radishes had to come out of the main garden. This one doesn’t even look like a radish at this point, it’s so monsterous: