This cabbage is gone. The possum finished all the good bits last night.
And then he moved on to the next cabbage to begin its destruction.
My cabbage is DOOMED. Beyond doomed, actually.
And now in the interest of disclosure – I have to admit that some of my recipes and harvests are just plain lousy. I have a lot of celery and it’s a bit tough (very stringy) and bitter. No idea why. Age, weather, whatever (the possums don’t come near it). I thought if I turned it into a soup, it might be edible. I fried some onions and garlic, added a lot of celery and a potato, boiled it all a bit in some chicken stock, blended it with milk until it was the consistency I wanted (okay, more of a puree than a soup) and then I tried it. I ate maybe 4 spoonfuls and the rest went in the compost. Bitter does not become tasty just with a bit of milk. Gack – it was awful.