The gardens are chugging out produce. I can see it like a cartoon event. Boing another plant flops out a beauty. Boing there’s another variety. Being one step ahead of the produce production line AND using these trophies keeps the kitchen active. Eggplant. Not high on my experience level. Pretty as can be, but I told Dale I wanted the plants because we would just LOVE eggplant… sure we would. Small point… what to do with them! Viva the Italians in my life and their memories, especially Mrs. Kerns. (I know she had a first name, but I have always called her Mrs.) She taught my mother how to cook…