Our annual microfarm potato harvest is one of my favorite spring events. I love spending all morning outside. On my patio, wearing my fluffy pink bathrobe, I flip through fashion and food magazines and sip freshly brewed coffee in the shade of my giant turquoise umbrella while my husband pulls up potatoes. It feels so rustic!
The spuds were planted in December. The Husband has been waiting for the green potato tops (the stuff that grows out of the potatoes) to wither and die which means those babies are ready to come out of the ground. He gently digs and scoops around the Continue reading Potato Harvest Day