It stopped raining just about long enough for me to go out and harvest a few fartichokes out of the GAMCOD bed yesterday.
And yes I know we're supposed to be trying to call them sunroots, but it was Austin's mum who introduced me to them over forty years ago and they always called them fartichokes so I can't see us ever referring to them as anything else.
I cleaned them, cut them into chunks and put them in the slow cooker with diluted bone broth and dry white beans and cooked them up all morning. Then while Austin was playing with the soup and blending some of it to make it thick but saving chunks to keep it chunky, and adding onion and chouriço, this fella showed up with some parsley for me, also from the GAMCOD bed, because he says it's good for me and makes the photos look nicer.
He left some in the kitchen, too, but Austin has a habit of forgetting all about it. Which he duly did...
He did, however, remember to bring me a slice of buttered cornbread to go with it!
Warm, delicious, thick, and full of goodness.
