It's why allotments exist, so that city-bound folks with a green thumb can still exercise their passion for all things growing. (And I imagine these gardens would come in handy if there were ever a national crisis too. I may be wrong, but I think the concept grew out of the "Victory Garden" crazes between the World Wars.)
At any rate, the demand for these little patches of heaven is high and they can take years to get one. Connie finally wrangled it after years of trying, and she now has the sweetest little spot with an amazing view of the castle.
So, we saved the seeds so that Connie could roast them later, and we were quite pleased with our orange orbal results!