Monday, February 10, 2014

Sunchoke

Sunchokes are Jerusalem Artichoke.  Quite why they are called Jerusalem Artichoke, I have no idea.  And when a body reaches a certain age the issue of flatulence becomes about as relevant as whether a person eats with a knife and fork and plate or a wooden spoon and bowl. There is, I am told, a part of a Sunchoke tuber that cannot be digested by the gastric juice, so it is moved further along the digestive tract where it is attacked by ravenous bacteria who in the course of their feeding produce a gas which one way or another has to find a relief valve. And here it is the youthful and retentive who after consuming Sunchoke might have to endure a moment or two of stomach pain. Otherwise Sunchoke are very delicious with butter, a little salt and pepper.

Then there is the question of where to plant Sunchoke. The problem is that Sunchoke is an invasive weed. One of those domineering plants, like Creeping Grass, that's all about territory and empire, and sending out roots on exploratory missions into the parts where the polite mind their own business so as to concentrate on their Beans, or their Tomato. And to further the Sunchoke imperative, Sunchoke grow tall and bushy, reaching up to nine feet, and this enables them to shade out the late lettuce, do away with the Carrot crop and probably there is horrible taunting of Potato. Then if you want a good fat happy tuber from a Sunchoke, their mothers have to be regularly lifted and replanted in replenished soil, otherwise they put most of their effort into marching bands, Olympic parades and all the ho-ha of  making life miserable for others..

2 comments:

Gin said...

I think St. Teresa might appreciate them, don't you?

tim candler said...

She certainly would. Good morning sun and a little shade in the afternoon.