That's an old large-sized coffee can holding Cliff's radishes. You know, those round things that I can't seem to raise. Two years ago Cliff couldn't grow them either; we're both stumped as to what he did differently this year. I cooked all these turnips yesterday. And then I ate them all myself. *burp*
The beets are looking good, but it will be awhile before I can try my hand at making borscht. I remember reading some story in grade school that mentioned borscht, and the teacher telling us it was a Russian dish made with sour cream and beets. At that time I didn't know anything about cultured, store-bought sour cream: To me, sour meant spoiled, and I couldn't imagine anyone eating such a thing.
With any luck, the cabbage will be ready at the same time, since it's another ingredient required in making borscht.
Leaf lettuce is still plentiful, so we had wilted lettuce again yesterday. Once the weather heats up, it will bolt; then I'll pull it up.
I have one single eggplant. The bugs were attacking it, but it will be all right now that I dusted it. Why do I have one eggplant? Because I love ratatouille! That's the only recipe I make that requires eggplant.