Who knew I could get this excited about eggplant? And, who knew the small little plant I bought would turn into such a fruit-wielding monster?
I planted the thing up against the fence, planning for it to grow up and be happy. I didn’t know it would instead grow out, and be happy. I’m happy, because on Tuesday, I was able to add my first eggplant to a chicken-mushroom-bell-pepper-and-rice casserole I made for Kim for dinner.
I’m jealous you have a first harvest of eggplants! Mine are still babies and getting eaten by tiny little black hell bugs for that matter.