E did some mega gardening this weekend. You have a garden, you ask? In Brooklyn? Sorta.

We have a balcony garden with several planters filled with herbs—mint, rosemary, chives, thyme. Over the weekend, with the weather finally feeling like spring, E expanded this year’s crop, buying lavender seeds, a peach tree and a tomato plant. He’s obsessed with his garden—the first thing he does each morning after grabbing his white robe is water the plants. And talk to them. If he weren’t so attached to that robe, I’d go buy him a pair of blue overalls.

I was so inspired by E’s green thumb that I made a sandwich with the beet pesto and whatever veggies I could find our refrigerator. I used greens, cucumber, and mashed avocado (he doesn’t like slices of raw avocado, so I mashed the avocado on his sandwich). So good, relatively light, and filling. That beet pesto is going to go quickly.

After assembling my delicious veggie sammie, I cut it in half and planned to save one half for E to eat when he got back from the nursery. But the sandwich was so good, I had to make him another sandwich entirely because I ate both halves in one sitting. Gardening—rather, watching E garden—makes me hungry.

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