The garlic harvest is on at my parents’ farm. This first batch is a little greener than ideal, but it was planted next to crops that still need irrigating, so without the option of drying it out a little further, it had to come out.
It was at least 90° today, so after pulling the bed of garlic this morning, my mom and I hunkered down in the shade to clean the bulbs.
I sliced off the roots with a sharp knife.
Then my mom and I peeled down the layers to reveal the brilliant white skin. It was pretty satisfying to start and finish this project in an afternoon. Now my parents will spread it out on racks to dry for a few weeks before selling it at the Corvallis Saturday Farmers’ market.
This was just the tip of the garlic iceberg for my parents. They have probably five times this much still growing at “The Other Place” that will need harvesting in the next couple weeks and cleaning in the next few months. I’m looking forward to making a few garlic braids for personal use once the stems dry out a bit more. And of course, I’ll throw in at least a few cloves into pretty much every dish I cook. Ahhh…