About a month and a half into my furlough after COVID-19 sent us all into our homes, I started a garden on my porch. For the first time ever, I wanted to grow food. The easiest thing I could think of on my little wooden second story porch was a pepper plant, so during my trip to start my second annual herb pot, I bought a sweet pepper plant and a pot with no holes in the bottom to give it a go. Little did I know that this was a trend starting all across not just the city of Green Bay, but the whole country.
Every day I drive to work now, I drive past homes where I saw exactly zero evidence of any kind of garden in the previous growing season now full of plants. Front yards, once a barren wasteland of suburban grass, have been turned into growing patches for peppers and tomatoes and onions. I look out my window and see every other porch has become home to a similar menagerie of little potted plants, giving it their all in the summer sun to grow food for an insecure and afraid people.
Saturday, August 1st was a day of celebration. We welcomed friends of the blog and friends the person behind it, Matt and Jill Cox, for a day of board games and feasting to celebrate Matt’s birthday during their visit to Green Bay. It’s only a slight exaggeration when I say that I slaved over a bubbling vat of oil to create for them the closest thing I could to the perfect Taco Bell potato. I went so far as to test four different varieties, both battered and fried straight.
Even in commercial supermarkets, a wide variety of potatoes are open to consumers. I had the great pleasure of acquiring German Butterball potatoes from the Farmers market last week, and the grocery store had the usual suspects: Yukon Golds, Russets, and our wildcard, fingerlings. Of them all, german butterball potatoes are the hardest to find in a grocery store, so I knew from the moment I bought them that I would only call for them if they blew the other varieties out of the water.
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