CSA & Market Report for September 2, Slightly Late
I actually had to break out my beloved hoodie for the start of Saturday's market. That can mean only one thing. I had better start canning something. Pickles, onions, pepper relish - anything. It also means that, alas, we are winding down the growing season here in Central Ohio, and we are getting to the season of all things squash. It's time to finally learn how to make a decent butternut squash soup, it's time to think about football season, it's time to look at my shiny new school supplies, purchased during the back-to-school rush even though I've - thankfully - graduated from kindergarten, high school, and college already and have no plans to go back anytime soon. Soon the leaves will be leaving us, we'll be tucked in for our 6 months of gray Ohio fall/winter/spring, and me spending another year with no second home somewhere sunny. . .
Okay, enough for the end of summer lament, let's celebrate growth while we still have it. By the way, I waited on a woman last night who claims she visits every farmer's market and still has not seen any heirloom tomatoes this year. Seeing as she was in a group, I had to refrain from giving her the rundown of places she could go, but I tell you, they are out there!
The sad truth is this: Husband and I have not been home, and we have not been cooking. Out of desperation and guilt, I took bags of last week's produce to work to give to my coworkers, and even as we speak, I have things in my fridge I won't be using. As a result, this week's market take was purposefully light.
My CSA box included a bag of lettuce mix, a bag of "wild things," mostly edible flowers, mizuna and purslane, red peppers, heirloom tomatoes, onions, eggs, sugar baby watermelon, and, of course, all of the things I'm forgetting.
Aside from that, I loaded up on the onions I needed, shitakes from Toby Run farms at the North Market, and then, on a whim, decided to stop by the Clintonville market on my way home. It's a good thing I did, because who could resist this lunchbox-sized watermelon from the Sippel farm?
