Brrr! It’s downright cold in Southeast Texas! Twenty degrees Fahrenheit this morning after a shockingly warm Christmas with highs above 80. The plants at Glover Gardens are very confused.
The Grill-Meister and I were planning to do dinner-and-a-movie last night, but the shiver factor made us reconsider and we brought the outing home. I picked up a couple of ribeyes after work and the Grill-Meister “grilled” them inside using the cast iron skillet to start with a sear on each side, followed by a quick 450° turn in the oven. Yum!
It was too cold even to barbecue – and for Texas, that’s saying something.
In the middle of the dinner prep, I realized that our 2nd-year citrus crop was at risk and did a quick Google about cold tolerance. Whoops! Our two Meyer lemons and 20+ oranges would be frozen lumps of pulp by morning if the forecasted low of 24° was correct. Time to harvest, immediately! (This decision was definitely validated this morning when we awoke to 20°.) I left the Grill-Meister to his steak-searing, grabbed three flashlights, and charged into the back “40”, swaddled in warm clothing and ready to do what needed to be done.
A haiku popped into my head as I was harvesting in the bitterly cold moonlight.
frigid nighttime harvest by
flashlight and moon-glow.
There will of course be some recipes posted in the near future with citrus as the star as we work our way through this bounty. Life is good.
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