That's a snapshot after watering a few weeks ago... We're lucky to have this small space on our covered porch where I'm able to keep a handful of plants growing. It may not look like much....but some days, I have the luxury of being able to step outside, and pick what's for dinner.
Glossy green spinach malabar quickly becomes "spinach" white bean soup.
Or a round mauve eggplant
becomes homemade baba ganoush.
These are moments I savor- when I'm able to just step outside the door, take something growing, and turn it into something that nourishes us. To eat food that you've grown yourself feels like both the greatest accomplishment and the greatest indulgence. When you're a pair of busy graduate students living in an apartment in the city, those feelings are magnified.