Saturday, February 23, 2008

My Parents, My CSA

For a grocery fanatic/addict/fiend, I don't actually buy groceries very often, I know.

This is why:If my parents didn't have such a prolific garden in their backyard and if my mother didn't insist on creating little care baskets like this for me whenever I visit, I'd be able to give Community Services Unlimited my business in addition to my volunteer hours.

In this basket:
  • green onions
  • a single Spanish onion
  • tiny, whole, dried chiles
  • homemade pickled greens
  • 2 100-Calorie "Snack Packs"
  • oranges
  • a Fuji apple
And leftovers from this meal:

Between the produce and the prepared food, it is difficult to justify purchasing anything other than a head of lettuce here, some bacon there, the odd tomato or avocado.

I have to admit, my entry-level-non-profit-administrative-employee budget appreciates this immensely despite any culinary limitations I end up facing by constantly making sure I use up these gifts.

Feed yourself (more information):
  • Watch Alton Brown talk about and disassemble Dungeness crabs
  • What's a CSA? A good thing.

2 comments:

krysta said...

What a fun blog. I saw it through a comment on simply breakfast. I live in Nothern California in the heart of the central valley and my dad is my csa box also because you can't get csa boxes here I guess they figure you can get it at the farmers market.

the grocery fiend said...

Thanks, Krysta! I'm slightly jealous thinking of what you must have available at the farmers markets up there (I love looking even if I can't afford it, ha!). Ah well, we can just be thankful that our parents have green, delicious thumbs.