It’s a lovely thing to pick vegetables with a baby, one of your own babies, strapped to your front. I walked around the paddock the other day and harvested some of our fabulous veggies for supper that night. It was the first proper meal I’d made since bringing the babies home. Due to my C-Section and having our body clocks thrown completely out of sync dinner time has suffered a wee bit but is finally reclaiming itself as a lovely part of the day when Robert and I get to look at each other and exhale.

I picked the Broad Beans first.

And then the peas. Sweet peas that I nibbled on raw as the baby I was carrying and I chatted our way through the grass and raised beds.

My little blue basket gradually began to fill up……..

….and I got a gentle workout done while carrying my precious bundle around. I’m not allowed to exercise properly for at least another week but I can feel myself getting stronger.

Small, tender Courgettes, picked before turning into Marrows and it would appear that Mummy needs to get herself a pedicure and pretty damn quickly! Dude!!!!

As it happened we also harvested the three varieties of potatoes that we have grown in bags this summer. I decided to use some of the Charlotte’s for our supper that night.

A whole meal made from produce I grew in my own backyard and with only a few other additions.

Cooking in this way has always been a dream of mine and I feel that this year I have only just scratched the surface. Seeing how well everything has done has boosted my confidence and I look forward to expanding our range even further next year.

To my basket of veggies I added pancetta and chicken.

As well as garlic and olive oil. I sautéed them all gently on the AGA….

….and added the softened peas and beans a few moments later.

The final taste hit came in the form of freshly chopped mint……..

….and then the whole lot was placed on top of the newly harvested and softly boiled potatoes and carried to the table.

We ate heartily and I was pleased that this marked my first real foray back into the kitchen after what seemed like an age.

I hadn’t forgotten how to cook, as had been my fear.

In fact the only change to the set up was that we now had two new guests for dinner.

And delightful they were too!

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