When I got back from a walk late this afternoon I was met by Meyles who informed me solemnly that, “I’ve dug up the sweet potatoes.” It was his first ever trial at growing them and he had planted a small 150g tuber (a small apple weighs 150g) 5 months ago. I am always interested to know how his garden is growing, as it is something that breathes life into him and it sort of fits into the category of ‘blokey shed therapy’ as he prefers to be alone. Fine. I hate getting my hands dirty anyway! My job is to show an interest, help eat the produce and admire his handiwork. I also provide excellent supervisory skills from time to time(!)
Anyhoo, Meyles had dug up the sweet potatoes so I asked, “Did you get a good result?” as we walked around the back of the house to where the garden beds are.
"Not really,” he says in a glum voice... and then... “I got a GREAT result!” and the tone of his voice changed as we rounded the corner of the house and saw a great overflowing bucket of sweet potatoes stuffed full and overflowing with great big tuberous sweet potatoes! He laughed delightedly as he watched my reaction of surprise and delight.
He was like a kid in a lolly shop – all excited and eager to tell me about how he’d dug them up and how he suspected a few more still lurked beneath the dirt where he’d been digging. He washed them all and weighed them. 8 kilos! That’s a freakin lot of sweet potatoes.
So we have a pot of sweet potato soup cooking, and will freeze some of it, and also some sweet potato and pea curry on the stove. This used about 3 kilos. So another 5 to go. We will be thinking about interesting ways to eat the stuff now for the next fortnight. Sweet potato and apple pancakes – here we come! I can see that in about a weeks’ time I will never want to set eyes on another one of the suckers again!