Last year I hosted Thanksgiving, so this year I’m not cooking: we’re going to my brother-in-law’s for the family get together. But I realized a few years ago that not cooking Thanksgiving has a huge, huge downside — I don’t have leftovers for several days of “hot lunch” (as my husband likes to call my preferred leftovers for lunch choice.)
So now, on the years I don’t host the actual Thanksgiving feast, I cook ‘Thanksgiving Friday” for local friends and family.
The beauty is: it’s not the ‘real deal’ so I can experiment a bit. The downside: I’ve found that as we get older,
As it was perfect, I bogarted Julia Moskin’s article title, “Raw Panic” from this week’s NYT Dining section for my blog post. In fact her subtitle, “Overwhelmed by summer’s bounty” exactly captures the weekly anxiety I feel when picking up the recyclable bag chock-full of farm-fresh veggies that is my CSA share.*
Reflecting on how I now feel about my CSA (overwhelmed…bordering on irritated) versus how I felt with my first CSA experience last summer (inspired) I scanned some old posts to understand what had changed. And laughed when I saw I’d used the term ‘overwhelmed’ in a post last summer too,
I promise, this is my last post about kale. Truly. Even if my CSA thrusts kale at me for several more weeks. But I was compelled to write about kale one last time because did you know you can turn kale into, basically, POTATO CHIPS? Seriously, if your eyes were closed when eating kale chips, you might swear you were eating Potato Chips.
Might. Especially if you were having a beer. Or 2. But even beer-less, it’s amazing how much like potato chips these taste.
I stumbled on this kale chip idea online – when Gluten-Free Girl (love that blog) had a funny post –
Way back in snow-drenched January, when I was newly diagnosed with high cholesterol and all gung-ho about eating healthier and looking forward to spring vegetables, I joined a CSA with a friend.
A CSA is basically a farm-share – you pay upfront to get fresh veggies all spring and summer from a local farm. I can never remember why it’s called a CSA (it stands for Community Supported Agriculture, thank you google). Sounds great in theory, right? Eating local, check. Supporting local farmers, check. Farm-fresh veggies, yum-check.