Smelly Garlic

It's been almost a month now, but during spring break we headed south towards Monterey Bay. Along the way we passed through some amazing farm country, like the fields of artichokes I already mentioned. That region is loaded with top-notch farming of all types. I was reminded of this last weekend when Emily commented that the garlic I sent her for the food exchange was HUGE.


I guess the garlic WAS huge, but I almost didn't notice. Here's why. . . I bought the garlic and the pesto in Gilroy on our trip. And, since Gilroy is less than 150 miles away from where I live, nearly all of the garlic I eat comes from there.

Gilroy is supposedly the garlic capitol of the world. The town even smells of garlic ~ in fact it smells strongly of garlic. When we've passed through on the highway we have often smelled garlic through the vents while our windows were rolled up! Last month we stopped in at a farmstand called "Garlic World" and picked up some super fresh bulbs. I sent a few to Emily in her box, and well...they're big! I'm constantly complaining that the garlic cloves don't fit in my garlic press. Such a problem, right?


Anyway, if you're ever looking for some fun with garlic, you might consider heading to Gilroy's Garlic Festival. I've never been, but I bet it's loads of fun and also pretty. . .er, smelly!