Mash Up
It wasn’t my idea. But that’s the beauty of being part of a CSA. Every week, you get to hang out with foodies who…
prepping food
Jam Session
I have to avert my eyes. Every time. The strawberries are in, which usually means jam is cooking on the stove. And year after…
CSA Today
Time for another CSA pickup, and here’s this week’s menu, in case you’re looking for ways to get through all those greens. We’ll still be…
Pickup Artist
Spring’s first CSA pickup was Saturday, and I was happy enough to dance with a turnip. Don’t get me wrong. I’m grateful for our…
Pickle, You’re Fancy
“Hold the pickles” is my mantra. Kindly keep those flaccid, green slivers of funk off my sandwich. I don’t even like them fried. (Yes,…
Nut Job
Brad likes to call me his little hummingbird, but my good friend Meg’s term of endearment is probably more accurate: The Shrew. As in,…
Can Do
“None of this is hard,” said the instructor. “Most of us just never had anyone to show us. So thank you for caring, and…
A New Leaf
Miranda from Little Bit Farm was a welcome sight at the downtown market Saturday morning. It had been more than a month since I…
House of Lards
I crave slowness and appreciate the things that can’t be rushed. Rarely do those gifts come along, even on a homestead that espouses simple…