Greens, Greens, and Nothing but Greens....

So the husband and I joined a CSA - a community-supported agriculture program. Or, rather, I joined a CSA with money that belongs to both of us, and he thought that was a dandy idea as long as I continue to cook while he does the dishes. And I was VERY excited. After reading What to Eat and The Omnivore's Dilemma and all kinds of other foodie journalism, I was really quite thrilled with the idea of uber-fresh, locally-grown produce.

But truth be told, I was a little nervous, too. "You realize," I told the husband over and over, "this means we can't just bag on dinner and order out on a whim. We have to actually EAT this stuff. That's the point." He seemed unperturbed, so I continued forward with the plan, secretly wondering if would have the wherewithal to turn a giant box of vegetables into... you know, food.

I am pleased to report that, after our first delivery last Wednesday, I have cooked pasta with kale and arugula; cous-cous with chickpeas, kale, and spinach; a delectable spinach-artichoke-goat-cheese sandwich; a beautiful, ginormous salad (though the husband could have done without quite so many radishes); and a rhubarb-strawberry crisp. Also, fried eggs, at which time we discovered that farm-fresh eggs really ARE better than grocery store eggs. I still have a few lettuce leaves and sprouts to use up (but those will likely go on sandwiches), as well as some scallions, chives, and strawberries... but overall, I am pleased with my efforts.