Well, today I collected the first of my fifty-two weekly boxes from my new CSA. It actually ended up being two boxes and a plastic bag: one from the vegetable share, one from the fruit share, and one from the meat share. I wasn’t sure how much it would be in terms of volume and weight, so took a backpack and two cloth shopping bags.
The backpack was heavy and I used one of the shopping bags, and this is what I received:
– two (and a half?) pounds of small red fingerling potatoes, floury ones as I determined on cooking
– a pound of yellow onions
– a small bag of spinach
– a teensy bag of alfalfa sprouts
– some frozen pesto cubes
– a large rutabaga
– half a peck of red apples, which appears to be about 3 pounds
– two litres of fresh apple cider
– a bag of fresh cranberries, perhaps a pound
– one small chicken
– a pound of bacon
– a pound or so of boneless stewing beef
– a pound of ground beef.
Not bad, I think, for my $40/week. Though the meat comes biweekly, and, as it was already frozen and I’m going to my parents’ for Easter, I just put it in the freezer. I’m excited about the bacon!
I have to say that this is quite a lot of food, especially for just me, for a week, in the hungry gap between winter and spring. I made pretend raclette for supper, boiling some potatoes and then (having cut them up into bite-sized pieces) covering them with Jarlsberg cheese and then broiling it until it was bubbling and delicious. Then, so as to counterweight all that starch and dairy, I made a salad with the sprouts and spinach and cucumber, tomatoes, and olives I already had in the fridge.
What with the condiments and things in the fridge and the things in my cupboards, I think, and hope, I will be able to transform my diet to be largely the fresh good things from the CSA. It will require a little more meal planning, but I tend to spend a little too much at the grocery store as it is and I think limiting myself to dairy, condiments, and the odd luxury will mean I can enjoy my food even more than I already do. Plus it’s practice for my One Day House — and for knowing what is properly seasonal as befits the Inn.