It is the beginning of fall, which should trigger my harvesting of kale. Alas the canicule in July wiped me out except for a couple of surviving plants that are supplying my morning smoothie greens. So I am already thinking about next year, and how I am going to manage crops simultaneously in Paris and Burgundy. I will definitely be picking up some new seeds when I am in PDX
Three thoughts about kale:
1. Everyone asks me why the French don't grow kale. I just learned that it's a World War II thing. Which coincidentally, I have learned more about World War II in the past two years than in all 16 years of formal education. It's weird how much historical wars come up in conversation over here.
2. In this NY Times article about The Kale Project in Paris, I learned that you can deter kale eating insects by planting mustard and chervil around it. *makes mental note* I really like the idea of these textures together. Welcome to next year's balcony aesthetic.
3. Now that I have learned proper pasta making from Mama Gio I plan to bust out some kale raviolis, and maybe kale lasagna noodles.
I wish I still had my inherited gardner at La Bonne Etape.
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