Growing ginger in the UK is a hobby for optimists with central heating. It’s not efficient, it’s not fast, and it makes your bathroom look like a jungle enthusiast’s fever dream. But it’s also hilarious, surprisingly rewarding, and costs less than therapy. Every time you grate that homegrown knob into a curry, you’ll feel like a plant-smuggling genius who has outwitted the British climate.
So go on. Buy a fat ginger root. Plant it in a pot. Mist it, talk to it, threaten it with a radiator. And if all else fails, just buy a packet of ginger powder and tell everyone you grew it yourself. I won’t tell.
