One week from today I'll have my first CSA pick-up day of the season! I swear I can almost feel the Bok Choy loving on my large intestine already!
In the mean time, I have some pictures from the season opener pot luck to share with you. Let me just start by saying that generally speaking, I abhor pot luck dinners. I mean seriously, how am I supposed to know if there's cat food in the lasagna? How do I know you didn't urinate in the frosting for that lemon cake over there?
Pot lucks usually make me tremble. But not the CSA pot lucks. Everyone seems so happy, and hippy, and loving, and not inclined to put little blobs of spittle in their chili.
I brought the stuff in the red bowl. It was whole grain pasta (because I was trying to fit in), with leftover CSA garlic scape pesto from last season (freezes well), and kielbasa (factory farmed....sorry CSA friends):
Here's another angle:
Here's Michele, the Long Meadow farmer extraordinaire, with Dr. Pigeon on the left. He's a local chiropractor, but not the local chiropractor I have intimate relations with. That this guy:
Here's a picture of the CSAers being all peaceful and lovely. Look at the cooler down there in the corner, isn't that so vintage-cute?
And here's James and Maggie in the inside green house, where they grow...errrr...I have no idea what they're growing. That's why I don't have a garden:
Maggie'll HATE the CSA this year. She completely despises anything that's of the earth.
One week and counting.....