Well, we had our last Winter CSA pickup last week and I have mixed feelings about it. On the one hand, I’m sad because no local veggies means no more farmer visits to look forward to. Plus, you know, no local veggies.
On the other hand, I’m kind of mad. What do you mean I have to buy all my vegetables at the regular grocery store now? I’ve been all smug and uppity all winter long and there’s, like, three more months until the Summer CSA starts. Now what am I supposed to do? What will I lord over my fellow shoppers?
That’s okay. I guess the Farmer and I could use a little cooling-off period. Meaning just me. I’ll get to have a couple of flings with some vegetables I haven’t seen in a while, like fennel. That’s right —fennel. And peas. Not in season, you say? I laugh in the face of the regular growing season. That’s what California is for. And Peru. And the freezer section.
So, take that, Farmer. I don’t miss you. Good riddance.
Nobody talk to me.