Lettuce and blowing it completely.

Not all lettuce is created equal. Is lettuce plural for lettuce, by the way. In text speak, that would be BTW! For the past several days I have been enjoying a fine dinner of scallions, roasted peaches, Michigan tomatoes, and red leafed lettuce from the greenhouse of a lovely farm just over the Illinois-Michigan border area. All joking aside, the lettuce has been soft and tasted like butter. It was like an entire stick of butter on my plate covered with the sweet fruit of tomato and balsamic vinegar. Our garden is producing some fine Romaine however, it has decided to grow without that buttery texture and flavor. However, Round #2 of lettuces are arriving at Garden Chez Brick-e, and I am excited because this variety includes red leaf and some soft sweet Bostonian heads. The squash are taking off in the garden as are the beet roots, radish leaves, and sweet peas are starting to show their height and fruit. Fantastic.... we are getting closer to self sufficiency. The mustard green are almost depleted and this is a bummer. So that's the update on the garden status. As far as eating only out of the garden, it could be fairly said that at least one of my meals a day comes from garden and farmer's marketing. Its been fun. Scallions, onions, tomatoes, collards, lettuces, peaches, and chickpeas have made for some delicious combinations. Now... for the blowing it. That's been one meal a day in total honesty. Today, however, all bets were off as we went out for Father's Day breakfast. The toast, ketchup, hash browns, and eggs came from nowhere near my garden. I regretfully ate the eggs knowing that some poor worker and chicken suffered for my gluttony. However, it sure was an enjoyable meal with the family that I will now drown my shame in a gin and tonic! Get it, Randolph, get it!