Despite our strange summer weather, they aren't even "late" this year. According to my garden records, we got our first picking of peas last year just one day earlier.
My dear husband took his afternoon coffee break sitting at the kitchen table and shelled the peas with me and we got them done lickety-split. (Don't spread it around, but I had a rum and coke! Hey, I split wood all morning, worked in the garden all afternoon, it's Sunday and I earned it. Don't know what it being Sunday has to do with my alcohol consumption . . . I just threw that in.) The only discouraging thing about shell peas is that the bulk of them is . . . well, shell. This was our total yield of peas from that big bowlful pictured above. (The geese, however, want everyone to know that they were delighted with the pea pods.)
One whole quart of peas. I package the peas for the freezer in bags of one and one-third cups each (which is just the right amount serving for the two of us) so that means . . . uh-oh, this sounds like a story problem. Mama Pea has NEVER done well with story problems. Okay, if I have 4 cups of peas and need 1-1/3 cups for each serving . . .duuuh. I'll have three servings put up for the freezer! Except I'm not going to put them all in the freezer.
You'll notice some new potatoes in the picture with the peas. These are the first ones I've pilfered from our potato patch this year. I've had a craving for creamed peas and chicken over new potatoes so you can see where my culinary thoughts are leading.
The cherry tomatoes aren't the first from our garden but these nine are the most I've picked at once so far. They are being veeery slow at ripening.
I pulled a few beets for dinner the other night and was expecting more beet greens than beets but was surprised to find some really nice sized beets. I'm thinking of setting up for some serious beet processing in the next day or so. I'll give you my full report of that as soon as it happens. Stay tuned for that super-exciting saga.