It’s a leek. Or maybe an onion.
The Spy has been asking “Can we dig it up?” for a few weeks. “It” being the nearly five foot tall stalk:
He wanted to swing it around like a whip and see what was inside the stalk (sometimes you have to sacrifice your most prized plants in the name of making your kids care about gardening). So yesterday I obliged. I dug it up and realized it was not a head of garlic but a leek (or an onion?)! So I guess now I need to eat crow (then I’ll eat the leeks;). I mean, I know what it means, but why do people say eat crow? I looked it up and found the saying comes from an 1850s story about a slow-witted New York farmer:
“..a slow-witted New York farmer is outfoxed by his (presumed urban) boarders; after they complain about the poor food being served, the farmer discounts the complaint by claiming he “kin eat anything”, and the boarders wonder if he can eat a crow. “I kin eat a crow!” the farmer says. The boarders take him up on the challenge but also secretly spike the crow with Scotch snuff. The story ends with the farmer saying: “I kin eat a crow, but I be darned if I hanker after it.” Although the humor might produce a weak smile today, it was probably a knee slapper by 19th century standards, guaranteeing the story would be often retold in print and word of mouth, thus explaining, in part, the idiom’s origin.” (source of quoted story)
So back to the leeks (onions?) I had planted onions in the area where the garlic is (jaune paille de vertus and ailsa craig) in 2012. All onion seeds are black and small and no matter what the variety they look pretty much identical to one another. I probably have bought 75+ varieties of vegetable seed (from Baker Creek) over the past few years so there’s bound to be an odd seed mixed in to a packet occasionally. Or these are really just Ailsa Craig onions that have started flowering before coming to true shape. Either way, they’re not garlic but they are going on our pizza tonight!