: About Me

Here in Milwaukee we've got plenty of beer, so when I first began my vegetable garden years ago I had a ready supply of weaponry to use against my raised bed's number one enemy: The massive, slimy, hungry slugs that would slither into action in the early dawn, turning cabbage leaves, tomatoes and other plants into swiss cheese. I was voracious in my own right: A voracious reader. Several organic gardening magazines told me the solution to slugfests was to put out saucers of beer. The slugs would be attracted to the scent, climb aboard, and drown. And it worked. But something happened to me...