In addition to fresh (harvested before your eyes) affordable organic produce, Saturdays in November include a chance to pick blueberries. In a half hour or so, I had three kilos (6.6 pounds). Cost? Just under US$2 per pound. Checking in our nearby chacra, I met a neighbor I don’t know cutting our field using the tractor of our immediate neighbor, who I gave access for his cows. I was expecting to borrow his tractor and do it myself, but seeing the grass, I realize it’s…Continue Reading “Blueberries! and more”

We really appreciate the opportunity, every other week, to buy fresh-as-you-can-get-it organic produce at bargain prices. Here Ricardo has just harvested a variety of acelga (Swiss chard) for us. Acelga is arguably the vegetable in Uruguay — if you order ravioli or canelones con verduras in a restaurant the verduras will be acelga. You can get it year-round. It took us a year or two to realize this was our desirable spinach substitute, since spinach is only occasionally available. And needs much more washing. So…Continue Reading “My Saturday in UY”

June 2014: It’s been six months now that the kitchen of our little country place has looked like this. After building a few little pieces of cabinetry, I froze on the kitchen. First, it was bloody hot, and woodworking is not great fun when you’re sweating and sawdust sticks to you. Then the awful rains, and then … well, no real excuses. The other day I had a breakthrough of sorts. I realized that I’d been trying to start with the largest, most critical component, which…Continue Reading “The country kitchen, or lack thereof”

This was our “test” pond two years ago. We didn’t know if it would fill with water or not. Indeed, it did. So this year we enlarged it. And no rain came. And it went to almost bone dry a few weeks ago. Fortunately, we had never put any fish in it. To get a feel for the difference in size, note that the earlier version ends on the left partly past the front of the neighbor’s ugly barn. Now to go near Tienda Inglesa,…Continue Reading “Tajamar”

I asked my neighbor Horacio if he wanted to work on our common fence, figuring he would be flush with cash from the sale of all these trees for firewood. Turns out he was paid in full for them six months ago. He was doing some repairs nonetheless.