I Have No Idea What I am Doing

I started a weekly locally sourced produce bin service, thinking it would make me eat new things and also support local farmers through the long hard winter etc etc. Last week, aka the First Week or Our Lord Organic, they delivered it to the wrong porch and it was almost entirely onions, potatoes, and red peppers. That’s what I discovered when I finally retrieved it from the nice young family who broke it open and found my number and called a day later.

I fucking hate red peppers, even roasted over an open flame. I do. Come take these things, because I ate none of them and put them in a pretty bowl on my table instead. This week I supposedly get this:

2-3 Gala Apples – *LOCAL, farm direct*
2 Anjou Pears – *LOCAL, farm direct*
1 Pomegranate
2 GrannySmith Apples – *LOCAL*
1 Celariac – *LOCAL, farm direct
1 red Onion – *LOCAL, farm direct*
1 red Garlic – *LOCAL, farm direct*
1-2 Baby Bok Choy – *LOCAL, farm direct*
1 bunch Beets – *LOCAL, farm direct*
1 Cauliflower – *LOCAL*
1 bunch Italian Kale or Chard – *LOCAL, farm direct*
1 Sugarloaf Winter Squash – *LOCAL, farm direct*
1 Lettuce

That pomegranate and lettuce are suspiciously un-annotated, no? Anyway it should be for the frees because of my Chinook Book coupon. But, BUT, they promised sparkling green goodies last week and I got the potato famine. Do not promise me bok choy and cauliflower if you will not deliver, because those are some of my favorites. I know where the delivery warehouse is, I went to a Bike Portland dance party there this summer. Don’t make me take that bok choy by force and bicycle.

This week, if it arrives on the correct porch and not my nice neighbor two blocks away, I will report back. And make you all potato stew.

Tags: ideas about food

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