Spretnak, Rhazes, Mirlo. Lettuce in November!
We started these late in the season, and yesterday was likely our last lettuce head harvest. These little gems and mini-butterheads have been holding under row cover for a few weeks, and though there are still more in the garden, I doubt they will size up even to their mini-maturity.
If this is the last harvest, I marvel at them even more–lettuce is so beautiful. I love the ruffled texture of the butterheads, the deep green cones of Spretnak, a little-gem romaine, and the rich velvety red of Rhazes, another little-gem (“little gem” really is the actual term for these mini romaines. It suits them well).
If I didn’t want to eat a salad, or cut them in half to grill with balsamic oil, I’d sit and stare at the lettuce like a painting. Is that crazy? Shouldn’t food be beautiful, shouldn’t we take the time to notice when it is? Maybe it’s only my perception, but I believe food tastes better when we take the time to notice its textures, colors, and dimensions. There is so much to take in before we ever take a bite.