A beautiful head of cabbage sitting on top of its leaves in my best friend’s garden several year’s ago. It made the best coleslaw. It was delicious and appreciated.
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Home grown veggies are sometimes not aesthetically perfect. But I’ve never seen a home grown cabbage that wasn’t beautiful.
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I agree! My grandparents garden had everything awesome when I was a kid.
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Yum! It reminds me of an alien egg too.
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Maybe it was in the spaceship in my previous post this week. 😂
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Home grown always taste sooo much better 🙂
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Absolutely! 💕
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