I got this beautiful CSA share yesterday.
It's week 16 for the Summer Creek CSA, when everything seems to be in season. After taking a moment to enjoy the rainbow of colors in this week's box, I started to wonder... how am I ever going to cook, much less eat all these vegetables in a week?
Some of them may keep a bit longer (the potatoes and garlic, for instance). But the eggplant, raspberries and basil, not so much. Here's the thought process, roughly:
Wow, look at those amazing vegetables. I can't wait to cook them. Oh wait, it's a Wednesday night, and I have to um, work the next two days. So I can afford to keep buying gorgeous organic produce. That I don't have time to cook.
My husband accuses me of making things too complicated, so tonight I decided to prepare several vegetables in the simplest way I could think of. I boiled some of the lovely Mountain Rose potatoes (they have red swirls inside!), roasted some green and yellow beans and baby carrots tossed with olive oil, salt and pepper, and made a simple salad of tomatoes, fresh mozzarella, red onion, basil, olive oil and balsamic vinegar. And, to appease the carnivorous beast (not naming any names, of course), pan-fried a couple chicken breasts.
This took about 40 minutes start to finish, including scrubbing the dirt from the potatoes and carrots. Not a super-quick meal, but not bad considering the number of fresh ingredients involved. It was a really nice meal, and (bonus!) it didn't cause me any stress.
Usually, one of the biggest joys of CSA for me is trying new recipes, cooking techniques and flavor combinations. With this meal, I did none of that, and it was really tasty. It's easy to forget that such wonderfully fresh produce doesn't need much help to taste good!
Farmer Rick is trying a new type of potato: the Mountain Rose (photo of a raw one above). It has a thin skin and a delicate flavor, and keeps its reddish-purple swirls inside even after it is cooked. These were excellent boiled, served with just a little sea salt. My husband said they remind him of potatoes from the island off the coast of Norway where he spent summers as a (half Norwegian) child. And where boiled potatoes are served at practically every meal. So Farmer Rick, these potatoes get a thumbs up from this house. When a Norwegian compliments your boiled potatoes, that is saying something!