All the colors. This year the third and fifth place ribbons rounded out my collection.
It is satisfying as a gardener, to be rewarded that your efforts mean something. That all the weeding, watering (well, not this year), and worrying were worth it.
I went to the fairgrounds this morning to pick up my entries, my ribbons, and my check. It is fun to go and visit with others. While in line at the fair office, or just wandering through the farm and garden building to pick up your veggies.
This year, most of my tomatoes survived the week. The weather was kind to us.
I got to bring home my orange roma tomatoes and oven dry them.
I added a few from the windowsill, then slow cooked them in olive oil, salt, pepper and a touch of sugar. Off to the freezer they went.
As for the Paul Robeson, there was one there. The other one was eaten during the judging.
With a second one from the garden, some mozzarella and basil, they became part of dinner tonight.
Twelve of the fifteen cherry tomatoes survived and we had them with our lunch salad. The herbs, nope, they wilted, and were sent to the trash at the fair.
It is not that hard to grow something for the fair. Herbs are the easiest.
Now, to cash that check for $7.50, and plan for next year.
(I wondered what happened with the produce at the end)
Sometimes the good stuff that doesn’t get picked up is used by the volunteers. I also think some of it goes to feed the animals, but I could be wrong about that.
Most of us pick up those things that are still good.
Congrats on you ribbons!