Last year I just quit keeping track of what I got from the garden. It was, believe me, only a symptom of the general falling-apart I suffered. Nothing serious, thank goodness, just what it was.
This year I figured I'd keep track here. So here's the tally this far for 2011:
Eleven eggs and just shy of six pounds of uncleaned honey mushrooms. They ought to clean out to about five pounds. Pilaf for dinner!
(Let's all hope Denise doesn't email me tomorrow and say, "No!! Those arent honey mushrooms! You'll dieeeeee.")
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