We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
They go by several other names too (Miniature Watermelons, Mouse Melon), but I never had them until last week in Georgia. They cut them in half and put them in salads at our inn along with the cherry tomatoes, etc. Crunchy, refreshing little cucumber-like things about an inch long. Grow prolifically on vines. Be the first in your neighborhood. I ordered some seeds right away.
We grow greens here mostly in the winter; it takes a harder freeze than we usually get to hurt them at all. I was amazed to find how many varieties of mustard there are: all different colors and shapes and levels of heat, some good raw and other best cooked. They're as easy to grow as dandelions, but in the high summer it's too much trouble to keep them happy, and they get unpleasantly peppery. We mostly go fallow and wait breathlessly for October.
I'm going to go check out those mouse melons right now.
I researched these and the advertised slightly sour taste intrigues me. I'm wondering if they'll do well in large pots (I grew cucumbers in pots last summer). I think I'll put the seeds in my Amazon cart.