Saturday Sarah and I woke up early to drive out to our CSA farm and help with the sweet potato harvest. It's not often that we're up and out early enough to drive through the fog in the valleys or see the dew on the spiderwebs.
At the farm we got to meet the Sally and Polly, the horses that pulled the harvester through the field. As they passed, the soil was turned and the sweet potatoes were brought to the surface for us to sort.
The potatoes were sorted into piles of unblemished "firsts" and blemished "seconds". The seconds were broken, nibbled on by mice, or had gashes from the harvester. Once the seconds are cured {left out in the sun to dry a bit}, they will be as good as the firsts and nothing will go to waste.
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At the farm we got to meet the Sally and Polly, the horses that pulled the harvester through the field. As they passed, the soil was turned and the sweet potatoes were brought to the surface for us to sort.
The potatoes were sorted into piles of unblemished "firsts" and blemished "seconds". The seconds were broken, nibbled on by mice, or had gashes from the harvester. Once the seconds are cured {left out in the sun to dry a bit}, they will be as good as the firsts and nothing will go to waste.
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After a couple hours of work, we all sat in the field and ate a few baked sweet potatoes before bringing home half a bushel... and now we're planning a week of sweet potato meals!
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