I don't know why, but whenever I talk about my vegetable lasagna bed people seem to remember they left something in the oven. Or need to pick up a kid. Or answer the phone (strangely, I never hear it ring).
Good thing I'm setting up a second bed, because I'm sure some people missed a step while checking their souffle or driving to day care. And not to worry, I'm here for the long haul -- I'll cover every detail.
Your other phone is ringing? I'll wait while you pick that up...No, really, no problem at all.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
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Gah! Stubbed my toe and banged my head on the corner of the cupboard in the same spot 5 or 6 times. There's an egg under there but I'll have to shave my head to find out.
Where's the zania?
Oh nonono, I don't think you understand. Let me go over it, line by line. You say your cats have soccer practice? Not to worry, I'll ride a long. Yes, those headaches are frightful, aren't they? So, maybe it would help if I review the history of agriculture, just to set the groundwork, so to speak. Tee hee.
I will listen to endless stories about lasagna beds as long as I am invited for ratatouille or lasagna.
Oops, gotta get that ringing phone.
(Actually I used to used that technique for a boring, long-winded friend. I'd set my egg timer for 20 minutes and then say, Oh, my, I have to get the souffle out of the oven.)
Caller II.D. is a blessing, isn't it? A woman in my ceramics class tried to unload some zzzs on me, but I promptly informed her she was to late for I already had a supplier. So wheres the zucchini drop off point?
There will be cold buffet after my lecture on farming methods in the Iron Age, followed by a no-host bar sherry social. (Susan, I believe you were working on a souffle when I called last week.)
Gah! Lecture on Iron Age farming! I have an iron skillet. I'm a personal herbal chef. What the F?
It's like being lost in Ikea around here.
Don't put your glass of sherry on the bjorkuuden because it leaves a stain. (did you pay for that sherry?)
"bjorkuuden"
What the hell does it look like? I can't be responsible if I don't know where to put my glass!!!
Here, I'll put your sherry on the leksvik, and I'll tell you all about how I layer the straw over the compost. Make yourself comfortable on the tullsta, because this will take awhile.
Hey Grfreeeeen!
I can get a time lapse camera and set it up at the head of where the box will be, place a sensor on the will activate when someone crosses a beam that is set to instantiously trigger, and record at, mayhaps, 30 frames per sec to save media space, 'n then we watch the sukkah grow, chronicle all steps, you do voice over describing in detail alla duh steps . . . I gotta cramp in my right pinkie and have to stop. Mo' lattuh
I may regret asking this question but as the resident newbie around these blogging parts...
...What is a vegetable lasagna bed?
(prepares to attend crying child and ringing phone...)
Laurie, since no one has answered your very difficult question, I the un-gardener will.
It's an avant-garde, but ez, form of b/w photography.
If u don't like that answer try this one: it's like a bed of layers of soil/compost/whatever. So, like the layers of a frozen lasagna at Whole Foods, only this lasagna has layers of..., well, lets hope we can only trust the kindness of the garderner for what they put in it.
Why do people do this? That's a good question! Well supposedly to plant things on it, e.g. veggies. The nutrients in the bed nourish the growth process. If I had free time to do a bed I would try to see if it can grows greens, like in cash.
So, if you want to plant sumthing but you have no or poor soil, then give this a try.
Now, if you don't like that answer, then try the veggie lasagna at Whole Foods, my preferable lasagna. None eazier than that & it produces the fastest food.
So, L, there is your answer from the answerer of last resort.
I'm suddenly hungry.
Suddenly hungry, Heather?
Try the cuisine at your local hospital. I hear they do a lot of bizness at these places so probably good stuff.
Perhaps Heather and Laurie could join us for the three-hour slide show on no dig gardening. Bonus slides include my holiday in Bakersfield.
Heather, I think your blog is very clever.
Laurie, it's all about abundance. You provide zucchinis the perfect growing conditions. They return the favor. Next thing you know, your buried in them.
I would love it if someone would unload their extra zukes on me. I will watch the three hour slide show. I will place my wine glass on the gluurfrakken. Unending efills would be nice, too, please.
"wine glass on the gluurfrakken" is a great name for a collection of poetry. Or an indie band album title. Or a secret code phrase if you are a world spy... ("Do you have the message for me?" "Yes." "What is it?" "The wine glass on the gluurfrakken...")
And how many wine glasses has Laurie put on the gluurfrakken today? (Yea, 20 comments on a post. My first. Ok, half the comments are mine, but so what?)
1. I still have dirt all over my hands from planting another crop (ten plants) of yellow (Sun Gold) tomatoes. That is as close as I can get to a lasagna bed conversation.
2. Yes, those photos (of mine on my blog) were taken from Calvary Cemetery on Whittier Blvd tho how you could have guessed that, I'll never know.
Re second point: To be honest, I'm not sure how I knew. Never visited, just seen the cemetary from a distance. I happen to appreciate cemetaries, so long as they don't look like filing cabinets.
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