Caña for the tomatoes

Finding reeds for our tomato plants was quite an adventure. We drove around looking in the area our neighbors pointed out to us, but were completely lost. We finally stopped in a bar at 10:30 p.m. and asked for cañamo. This turned out to be some kind of drug, so no wonder people were looking at us a little strangely. One man on the terrace understood that we meant caña. He left his plate of food, jumped on his motorcycle and showed us his “finca” where we could harvest as much as we needed. Aaaah, Spanish hospitality and kindness! We decided to return during the day at another time. Enjoy a little taste!