After reading Mrs. Green’s blog about not wasting food and her count down to September 2nd-8th Zero Waste Week, I attempted diligence all summer long.
I’ve always done this, but after reading Mrs. Green’s count down to Zero Waste Week, I made even more of an effort. Any time I found moldy spots, I simply peeled them off. Sometimes, I peeled off a lot. The bugs got into the tomatoes, along with the slugs. I cut that part off and saved the remainder of the tomato.
I wasn’t perfect. I threw about 5 to 7 cucumbers in the compost throughout the summer as I found them juicy and rotting in containers in the back of the fridge. I always have such good intentions, but I got “cucumbered out.” I kept telling myself, I’d eat them tomorrow and then tomorrow and tomorrow again. And the tomatoes— I had them running out my ears this season. I should have canned, but lord, I never thought I’d get this many! At the end of September and beginning of October, they starting exploding off the vine. As I write this, on October 16th, I’m still cutting up tons of them, itchy juice inching toward my elbows, promising myself they’ll be in the crock pot in the next few weeks to save them from freezer burn. At least I saved the tomatoes–minus three.
Yes, three tomatoes rot on my back porch as I write this. They were pretty much eaten by the bugs but I picked them anyway, thinking I could save a portion off of each. Then I forgot, and three days later I notice they are infested with those little fruit fly thingies.
I am adamant about food waste and kick myself whenever I do this. It’s a waste of money and a waste of food. I suppose because I grew all these, I’m giving myself a little leeway, thinking at least I didn’t pay for them.
But the truth is I’m just lazy, using the baby as an excuse. “I’ve been so busy.” That’s bull. I always have time to cut up, freeze or cook with vegetables.
I’M SO MAD AT MYSELF!! I wasn’t zero waste on this one. Sure, they fed the compost, but I could have done so much better! And that compost is not a get-out-of-jail-free card. Moral of the story: if you’re going to have a garden, you’d better learn how to can, girlfriend.
See how perfect they are under all that mold?