We got home late last night from a dinner with friends in a neighboring county. One of them is considered the “Garlic Lady” at the area farmer’s market. So, it was fitting that we dined on a garlic pesto, garlic soup, had a garlic salad dressing, and, for the main course, a pork roast stuffed with garlic. So, this morning, having harvested our own modest garlic crop the day before, I pulled it all into the barn to complete the curing process. That, overall, seemed to make for a fairly neat theme to a weekend.