Рецепт Pick a Peck of Pickled… Eggplant

Most of us would agree that the things we have made ourselves tend to be the things that we are most proud of. For example, in spite of the fact – or perhaps because of it – that their flaws are plain for all to see, I am inordinately proud of the pair of raised beds that I literally cobbled together using leftover paving stones and a couple of bags of cement. In this case, my pride stems both from the fact that it was quite the labor of love to complete and that I made abundant use of what was to hand. Filled with satisfaction were the long moments I sat in admiration of my inexpensively-assembled raised beds. Their free-form stylings, which architecture critics may generously describe as vernacular, were particularly gratifying, speaking…