My apartment complex actually forbids growing vegetables on the premises. It's actually explicitly specified in the rent contract. It makes me a little sad to not be able to garden here, but I did bend the rules a bit by growing basil (ha, take that evil apartment management! it's an herb, not a vegetable.). But who needs a vegetable garden anyhow? Especially when you've got friends willing to share their bounty.
One of my students brought this cornucopia of garden fresh, heirloom produce to me. My jaw nearly dropped when I saw the quantity of tomatoes, eggplant, squash, peppers, etc. And all of the samples are unique heirloom varieties, making it doubly awesome. Everything tastes just as scrumptious as it looks.
One of my students brought this cornucopia of garden fresh, heirloom produce to me. My jaw nearly dropped when I saw the quantity of tomatoes, eggplant, squash, peppers, etc. And all of the samples are unique heirloom varieties, making it doubly awesome. Everything tastes just as scrumptious as it looks.
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What are these "vegetables" of which you speak?
You know what vegetables are. They're like ketchup, french fries, and chicken.
Ah yes. Of course! And marshmallow fluff.
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