While most outdoor crops on the farm have turned in for the winter, the brussels sprouts are still standing tall. They’re one of the last crops to be harvested and can take a solid winter beating in the field. As I go about the harvest, I can see why. The stems are like dense trunks. I have to leverage my whole body weight on our dull clippers to accomplish the cut. The sprouts are like tightly bundled rose buds with layer upon layer of protection from the elements. I snap the sprouts from the stem and note the firmness of their constitution, a quasi miracle, considering all the plants around them lay limp from the cold. I’m inclined to capture this inner strength… brussels sprouts for dinner.



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