Well the camera hasn't been out for nearly a month now, so I thought maybe I could try posting some casual phone photos to tide me over until inspiration and circumstances are right.
I rejected this garlic when cooking this evening, simply because we have so much more that is in better condition, but it goes against the grain to throw anything out.
Speaking to my Father's new live in care worker today, I was rather alarmed that she was instigating a clear out of the cupboard under the stairs where Dad keeps his spare tins and supplies. So much of it is past its use by date, she declared.
Alarm bells immediately started ringing and I begged her to merely move it into a box so that I could prove to Dad - when or if he becomes well enough to enquire - that these items had not been discarded.
I think Dad was the first person I ever knew to express a concern about waste, the environment and recycling. The slogan "reduce, reuse, recycle" fits his life style entirely. He simply hates having to purchase new things - and even worse receiving new things that he deems unnecessary.
I have inherited that gene and hate for things to go to waste. Any suggestions for the sprouting garlic?
Your narrative hits home with me. My parents were young at the end of the Great Depression, and also would never throw anything that still had some life in it. I told my mom once that until I was nineteen (and cooking for my self) I didn't know aluminum foil came with out wrinkles! Don't let your dad eat canned food that is too far past it's sell date, they don't actually last forever....
It's always worrying when care workers take matters into their own hands! Like Elena said, maybe you can still use the garlic although I have never had mine long enough to sprout! Garlic is always tasty in any dish!
My grandmother thought garlic sprouts were poisonous. But all the rest is especially good because only a healthy plant germinates. And that was my job. I had to cut each clove and remove the sprout. Grandma used the rest in the kitchen.
Another well written narrative to accompany your pretty picture! I, too, can relate. One of our favorite family recipes, a recipe handed down from my mom, uses stale bread. I remember her explaining that they used everything they could during her childhood, and the dumplings were a way to use up stale bread. I love your black and white processing here. It calls attention the light, shadow, and pretty forms.
October 12th, 2020
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