It’s been frosty. Temperatures have been as low as -6 C overnight and well into the morning. I hadn’t looked out at the vegetable patch in days but I thought the kale was gone. As I cleaned up the garden one day, the frost on the leaves looked ominous. I’d soon be back to buying produce from half a world away rather than picking it ten feet from the back door.
However, I have blanched and frozen some kale for this winter. Raised by parents who grew up during the Great Depression, it pains me to see food go to waste. Besides, in the winter, kale is very costly when it is imported from distant lands and one never knows what it is sprayed with. I hadn’t finished the harvesting of our organic kale before the frost came.
While my husband is not a fan, he eats kale because we grow it. I feel better when I keep kale in my diet, any green vegetable really, though kale is the best. My hip and knees ache much less when kale is on the plate. Maybe it’s psychological, but, whatever works!
Meanwhile out in the garden, the last week of November, the kale is perfect, unaffected by the frost. I picked some for dinner and enough for several days. A little kale goes a long way.
Lets’s face it, if there is a zombie apocalypse, the only things left will be cockroaches and kale. And, the cockroaches will have painless joints.