You guys. YOU GUYS SERIOUSLY. I don’t even know what I’ve been doing since my last CSA update. I’ve taken pictures but they’re still in my phone and my phone is in another state right now. I’ve kept a bit of a list of what I’ve been making. I’ve made pasta with what I’m calling “salsa cruda” but is really just raw chopped tomatoes with salt, pepper, and olive oil poured over two nights in a row now and I am not always feeling terribly inspired in the food department though I am still terrifically well fed.
I have also injured my left thumb, had a two-day migraine, and rediscovered my love for Ali MacGraw’s yoga video. But none of that has anything to do with food stuffs.
What I Did With the Last Few Weeks
I’ve found there’s almost nothing that comes in a summer share that isn’t awesome on a pizza. There is pizza at least once a week right now. Zucchini fritters are happening about once a week as well. There’s been ratatouille of sorts (too lazy to find a recipe, I chopped up some eggplant, zucchini and peppers, threw in some cherry tomatoes, tossed the whole thing with a ton of thyme, then roasted until I swear the eggplant was made of velvet dipped in butteritwaslikewow). Also, when in doubt: polenta with a fried egg on top.
What I Got the Last Few Weeks
Things have been pretty much the same lately. About a dozen small potatoes, 4-6 onions, garlic, 3-ish peppers, 1 large eggplant, a few zucchini, a dozen eggs, so. many. tomatoes (but still never enough for me), and basil.
Ohmygod, the basil. Herbs from this farm don’t come in a bunch so much as in a plant. With roots and mud involved. Two feet tall. Like a bush. And this week we got 3 of them. It was “pesto week” and therefore ALL THE BASIL EVER happened. This is not a complaint. You should see the basil on my counter. It is beautiful. It’s just that last week’s basil is still growing in a glass on my other counter. But it’s OK. I have a pound of walnuts and a quart of olive oil. I’ll survive.
Oh! But this week? This week we got cantaloupe, so this is the week you can give me all the bad news you have and I could even injure my other thumb and the air conditioner could stop working, because now that I have cantaloupe nothing else matters.