One of the mysteries of life is the way garlic from around here disappears about the end of January. Oh, there's garlic in the supermarkets, but it comes from China or Argentina. Why their varieties should last/ship longer than ours, I have yet to learn.But it is harvest time here now, and the Jean Talon Market is full of skeins of garlic. Usually I buy a couple which will last until December--I always underestimate how much I'll use.
And this from a woman who never ate garlic--and onions rarely--until she left home at 18! They stand among the grand discoveries of my life.
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