Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Vegetable Gardening 101


The people who lived in our house before we did owned a boat. It must have been a seafaring vessel, because a third of their backyard was reserved for parking it. No thank you. No ma'am. That would not do for us. When I saw that barren patch of yard, I imagined this. And when a rogue tomato plant sprouted up through the concrete (can you spot it?), I took it as an auspicious sign.

That spring was a busy one. We wanted a garden, but had moved into the house just a little too late to start one. So we waited. For every cherry tomato I plucked from the pot on our deck, I dreamed of the plant we might have in the backyard. Fast forward a few years. After an ultra-urban summer in New York, Peter and I were ready to dig in the dirt! 

We hired someone to remove the concrete, leaving an oh-so-attractive hole in it's place. Our neighbors were especially thrilled after it rained and turned into a mud pit. We planned to build a modest raised bed after returning from a mid-spring vacation (so the mud pit would remain for the time being). But when I shared our basic plans with my mom, she said, why don't you let me build something while you're gone? 

Can you imagine my falling-down shock, amazement and delight upon seeing this in my backyard?


You guys, my mom and her fiancé may appear to be employed in the field of dentistry, but don't be fooled. They are actually a garden-building crack team of two. As those same miffed neighbors looked on, they constructed the most beautiful, intelligently-designed little plot I've ever seen, in less than 48 hours and in sweltering heat.


The bed is 20-feet long by 8-feet wide. The planting area is 3-feet across, which is perfect for neat, tidy little rows. Instead of laying the center path completely down the middle, they created a U-shape. A simple, but brilliant design move that left us with the perfect spot to plant the tomatoes. Our backyard faces the south, so the tomatoes are in the southernmost spot.


Our first year of gardening was decidedly experimental. 

We started with a long list of all the veggies and herbs we most wanted to eat, I mean grow, and then whittled it down to something more manageable. Tomatoes were at the top. And then:
  • Carrots
  • Beets
  • Lettuce
  • Sugar Snap Peas
  • Pole Beans
  • Cucumbers
  • Bell Peppers
  • Kale
  • Brussels Sprouts (hey, why not?)
  • Zucchini
  • Herbs. Lots of herbs.
  • Watermelon (the wild card)

Some of our choices were easier to grow than others. Lettuce, zucchini and cucumbers are no-brainers. Watermelon can be tricky. Like I said, we treated this first year as an experiment. All bets were off.



The herbs may have been the most exciting part of the garden planting (for me). I went a bit nuts at the farmer's market and brought home:
  • Basil
  • Thai Basil
  • Sage
  • Lavender
  • Mint
  • Oregano
  • Lemon Verbena
  • Rosemary
  • Chives
  • Dill and basil seeds
Is there anything more versatile than an herb garden? With very little space you have so many options for making pestos, simple syrups, sauces, marinades and infusions. Thai basil simple syrup! Lemon verbena sun tea! Mint pesto! Can you see how I got carried away?



We planted a combination of seedlings and seeds. Using this very helpful book as a guide, I drew up a basic planting plan with notes on how far apart to space the seeds and the rows. It felt overwhelming at first. Should the tomatoes grow near the peppers? Do lettuce and carrots get along? With June just around the corner, we were running out of time. So we got out the yardstick and some tools and just started planting. 

It's not rocket science, it turns out.

Do you remember planting a seed in soil when you were in preschool? You watered it. Gave it enough sun. And sure enough, after a week of care, a tiny green shoot pushed its way through the dirt. I felt the same sense of wonder upon spotting our first sprouts. You mean, if I plant it, it will grow? What magic! I felt like a preschooler again. 


Summer carried on and our garden grew.

Here's something they don't tell you in the gardening books: you will get a sudden surge of joy every time you notice something new in your garden. I mean good new, not bad new, like when you spot an army of Japanese beetles chowing down on your sugar snap peas. Stepping outside once a day just to "look at the garden" quickly became a favorite activity for Peter and me. I brushed my hands through the herb patch just for the wave of scents. I pulled a few weeds. I noticed a bulge of beet coming up through the dirt. These breaks were a welcome chance to slow down and get in touch with the life cycle of the garden.



This is what our garden looked like a few weeks ago. This may have been it's peak! Now our cherry tomatoes are ripening daily, the zucchini plant is on steroids and the basil is going to seed. The garden has gone a bit wild, to be honest. But why not go out with a bang?

Who knew peppers were this adorable?

Heirloom tomatoes ripening on the vine = the stuff of winter-time dreams.


Here's the garden from the other side. We lined the outside border with zinnias.

So here's what I learned during our first year of vegetable gardening. It's really not hard and it's so worthwhile, but there are a few things you should consider:
  1. Start with good soil. My mom filled our lovely mud pit with six cubic feet of really good organic soil, amended with compost. I'm pretty sure that, as well as the plentiful sun, was responsible for our monster tomato plants. We had dirt delivered from a local nursery for a reasonable cost. It was totally worth it.
  2. Location, location, location! Be very choosy when picking out your garden location. There is no such thing as too much sun for most vegetables. Pick a southern-facing spot, if possible, with no shade. If you're choosing a site in the springtime, be aware that nearby trees may have yet to fill out. Think about the shade a fully leafed-out tree might create.
  3. Grow what you want to eat. This is a very common sense tip and one I read in multiple places, but it can be surprisingly difficult to follow. Think about what you cook in the summertime. Do you adore pesto and caprese salad? Go crazy and plant a row of basil plans in lieu of some more exotic herbs you may actually not use.
  4. Make a garden plan. It doesn't have to be fancy or look professional, but sketch out your garden space and think about how much space you will need for each fully-grown plant. It's also nice to have a record of what you planted for the next year.
  5. Kill your darlings. You must thin your seedlings! Oh man, was this hard for me. If you're planting from seed, many more seedlings than you need will sprout up. In order for your vegetables to grow up strong and delicious, you need to allow them enough room. So be ruthless and leave only the strongest seedlings in the ground. It may hurt at the time, but it's a necessary evil.  
  6. Make a harvest plan. Way before you will be harvesting them, make a list of what you want to do with your tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini, etc., so when you're swimming in them, you'll have ideas. I didn't do this, but I wish I had. 
  7. Don't be afraid to fail. Our biggest experiment was the watermelon. Was it a success? I'm not sure yet, but it sure has been entertaining! Gardening is supposed to be fun, right? So why not grow something a little unusual and see what happens?
  8. Keep a journal. You learn so many things over the course of a planting season. You'll figure out which varieties work best, how much space your tomato plants actually need and what you discovered wasn't worth the trouble of growing. Keep a basic journal with notes, because by next spring you're likely to forget all the lessons you learned.

What about you guys? Did you plant a vegetable garden this year? In pots, in the ground? How did it go? I'd love to hear your stories. And more importantly, what did you make with all of those fresh veggies?

Friday, August 17, 2012

Happy Weekend!




In a couple hours I'm headed to crazy old New York. I'll mostly be baking up a storm with this lady (the final cookbook photo shoot!) and also celebrating the birthday of this lady (isn't she cute?). I'm hoping to check out a few new spots–Haven's Kitchen, a cookery shop in Union Square, and Bedford Cheese Shop's Manhattan location. Oh, and I'll probably sneak in a few doughnuts in between.

Happy weekend to you! Enjoy the crisp, clean Minnesota air for me. Autumn will be here before we know it.    

Thursday, August 09, 2012

Project Wedding Cake

This was me a few Saturdays ago: speeding down Lake Avenue, fervently praying for a string of green lights. Bound for the Church of the Incarnation in South Minneapolis. The car was completely silent except for the occasional whoosh of air conditioning. Finally Peter said, "I don't think you were this nervous at our wedding." 

He was right. I was a ridiculously nervous wreck. On the way to the wedding ceremony of my dear friend Christina, I couldn't concentrate on anything but the five carefully packed cake boxes back home in my refrigerator. Because I was not just a wedding guest. That Saturday I was also a baker. And the clock was ticking.

Photo c/o the great Melissa Mobley Copon


My friend and her fiancée asked, very sweetly, if I would bake their wedding cake back in February. I was flattered and surprised. And I'm ashamed to admit I was scared out my mind. Forget the eight months of pastry school. Forget the countless cakes I've baked for birthdays, showers and parties. The word "wedding" had me terrified. Imagining a dozen Cake Wrecks-style disasters, I asked, "Are you sure?" I couldn't bring myself to say yes, but I promised to think it over.

I let my mind wander for a month or so. I remembered how much satisfaction I got out of designing the cake for my final pastry school unit. How gratifying it was to bake it and decorate it and see that the end result was so close to what I'd envisioned.

Very scary math

I started pinning. Just to test the waters at first. To try this wedding cake idea on for size. The bride and I met over cake at Cafe Latté (so fitting!) and she surprised me when she picked out this rustic beauty as her favorite. I thought about how meaningful it would be to contribute to Christina and Joe's wedding. I thought about what they were asking for. Just a lovely, simple little cake. I finally thought, I can do this. And so I got to baking.


Raspberry jam filling.
Lucy, my friend and house guest in town for the wedding, was my baking assistant/partner-in-crime/comic relief. We began baking the cakes on Thursday morning. Five tiers with two layers each, ranging from 14-inches to 6. I used the Lemon-Scented White Cake recipe I made so many times at I.C.E. It's a light, springy cake with a delicate crumb. And the generous dose of lemon zest cuts through the sugar with a kick.

Dowel rods to support the tiers.

We made what seemed like an endless supply of vanilla buttercream frosting on Friday morning (Lucy is an egg-cracking fiend). Later, I frosted and filled the cakes and boxed them all up, until my fridge looked like this:



On Saturday morning I tacked this pretty yellow eyelet fabric to a styrofoam disk to serve as a base. I also went out and bought a bouquet of brightly-colored zinnias to decorate the cake. Then I got dressed for the wedding and started my deep breathing exercises...



The moment the beautiful ceremony was over I raced to my car. The theme song to Mission Impossible might as well have been playing, because that's what it felt like. I had 90 minutes, give or take, to get home, pack up my car with boxes of cake, and drive to the reception in downtown Saint Paul to assemble and decorate the five tiers. Oh, and did I mention? All of the freeways were closed.

But we did it! Here is the finished cake:

c/o Melissa Copon

I say we, because of Peter. Not only was he the receptacle of all the cake-anxiety scenarios I couldn't keep quiet about, he was a) my Indy 500-quality driver, b) my buttercream spackler and c) my floral designer. Just look at this cascade of flowers! I started out with something pretty, but he made it beautiful. Every artfully-placed blossom is thanks to him. 

c/o Melissa Copon

And thanks also go the fabulous Miss Lucy for all of her cake-baking assistance and moral support. Ha. I feel like I'm up at the Academy Awards podium or something. And in that case, don't let me forget to thank Christina and Joe, for asking me to bake their wedding cake in the first place. And for trusting that I wouldn't screw it up.

Lucy and me c/o Melissa Copon
By the end of the night, what was left of my cake came with us to our favorite private karaoke lounge. Wedding guests trickled in until we had a packed room singing ironic/non-ironic 90's singles in between mouthfuls of cake. There could be no better end to the night! And no better fate for the cake.



Friday, August 03, 2012

Happy Weekend!


One of my very best friends is in town, which means I've been eating a lot of food that looks like this. Snacky stuff. Cheese and fruit and olives and bread and more cheese. Oh, did I happen to mention? We really like cheese. It just fosters better conversations, in my opinion!

On tap: a visit to the Walker, a possible walk around the Uptown Art Fair, dinner at the 112 Eatery, and homemade ice cream. We are packing in as many summertime Minnesota pleasures as possible before she leaves for NYC on Monday.

And after that? I have so much to catch up on. I need to tell you about the single most scary baking experience of my life. Hint: it was five-tiers tall.

Until then, happy weekend!

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