No one asks me for snacks at home anymore because they know what they will be offered...
I have a strong squirreling instinct and it extends to many things (okay, mostly food). Why plant ten pea plants when I can plant fifty and fill the freezer with peas and dry some for the winter? Why plant enough onions for a few weeks of feasting when I could plant a couple of hundred and have onions for every meal well into the next year?
I think some would say the fact that I live in a small house and have zero storage space for two hundred onions and tens of kilos of potatoes should be a consideration and the fact that drying the onions means that we all have to leap the length of the kitchen because the floor is completely covered and we now can barely cook anything unless you have arms like Mr Tickle (only in the evening - I take my onions out for an airing everyday before breakfast and bring them in later, unless it looks like rain...).
I do like the philosophy of those who buy the cheaper, space taking vegetables from shops and concentrate on the more expensive, unusual or must be eaten the second they are picked ones on their allotments, but I just can't do it - I have to plant the lot, in triplicate. It's the squirreling thing...
