A Gardenlicious Dinner for Four

Can you see the love that went into these beauties? It is an incredibly rewarding feeling to put hours and hours of time, sweat, thought, care, money, and soul into creating a garden and eventually taste the fruit of your labor. Charlie and Emily were going to come over after a visit to Hurricane Ridge on a beautiful August day.
With this in mind I, excitedly grabbed Finny and entered my crazy overgrown garden of gratitude. First, I entered the forest of the tomatoes. The Sungolds have been feeding us sweet goodness for a while now, but the heirlooms are just beginning to ripen. I nervously harvest our very first one! Wasn't sure how to tell when they are completely ripe. Ah, but isn't it a beauty!
When I wandered over to the two fading potato plants, I made a big decision: we needed potatoes to go with dinner and its time to dig in to the earth and see what these odd plants have done. And then I wondered about the many ways I could prepare them. In my creative state, picturing, tasting, imagining how they would taste best, my eyes caught the basil glistening in the sun...PESTO!!! I had just made some the night before...perfect. This particular kind of harvest was a new experience for me. I carefully loosened up the soil with a hoe, hoping that I wouldn't damage the starchy, purple, swollen root balls. The absolute best part was diving in, hands first into the sea of soil and curiously swimming through it wondering what I would find. I really didn't know. There could have been a couple of golf ball sized taters or bigger. With no expectections I swam, I sifted, I moved the earth, seeking its kind creations. And a proud mama I was indeed! And the meal was perrrrrrrrfect!