Endless Summer Salad

All summer long, my Grandma Morsch had a bowl of this refreshing, sweet-and-sour salad in the fridge. It’s possible, actually, that it was the same bowl all summer long. Well, for a couple weeks in a row, anyway. Because after supper, when the vessel’s contents were more brine than veg, she’d just slice in another…

Strawberry-Maple Jam

Time to rotate the berries. With a pint in yesterday’s LFFC sharebox, plus about a pint pulled from my own garden, plus a scruffy partial-quart leftover from the farmers market Sunday, I suddenly had a critical mass of berries, some of which were in that critical do-something-with-me-today stage. I hung onto most of my home-growns…

Rhubarb & Chard (& Mustard Seeds & Sausage)

Okay, so it’s not exactly “Hey, you got your chocolate in my peanut butter!” territory, but it’s close. Over high heat, the rhubarb breaks down quickly, dissolving into a sauce that slicks the dark, tannic greens; those tannins—and the rhubarb’s citrusy tang—work to balance the rich sausage; the mustard seeds weigh in with a little pop of…

Bok Choy Rabe

I’ve been CSAing for the better part of a decade now, so it’s not often anymore that I run into an item I’ve never received before. Hello, Bok Choy Rabe. No surprise, I guess, that much like broccoli rabe, the whole thing’s edible — the dark green leaves, the creamy white stalks, and the buttercuppy little…

Quickled Shiitakes

Shiitake happens . . . to be my favorite mushroom. It also happens to make a great pickle. I roasted a handful of them Sunday to toss in this week’s batch of grain salad (alongside carrots, red onions, blanched kale, and a miso-carrot dressing). But a glance at our schedule for the next few days…

Alli-yum

I wasn’t keeping count until a croquet-ball-sized one landed on my little toe this morning when I opened the pantry door, but as of a couple hours ago, we had way too many onions on hand. And then I made this sweet onion marmalade. And now Sheila’s asking me to swap for more onions next week….

Brassica in Pocket

I know. It’s been awhile. So, I gotta come back with a bad pun, right? Yep. That’s the rule. But I did, in fact, tuck this bright and hearty and crunchy tossing of greens, Brussels, toasted almonds, and maple-tahini dressing into a pita pocket for lunch a couple weeks ago. And I served it under a…

Swap-Box Hero: Celeriac Edition

“SELL-err-ee-ack.” Not quite. “SELLer-rack.” Nope, again. “Sell-ryack.” Closer. CSAers, if you bail and say, “celery root,” that’s cool. But, judging by our end-of-day swap-box  contents, way too many of you also bail on the veggie itself. Maybe you’re lacking celeriac confidence. Maybe I can help. First:  pronunciation. Suh-LAIR-ee-ack. Think Billy Joel’s Movin’ Out—”in the fall you…

Taste the Rainbow

Confession: I used to shun the chard. Bulky and mysterious (like its fridge-hog friend, collard greens), chard made it home with me only when the swap box overflowed at the end of pickup day. Not anymore. Thumbing through Yotam Ottolenghi’s Plenty last winter, when the Swiss chard was a weekly sharebox occupant, I ran across…

Yummy Stuff

Well, stuffed Yummies, to be more precise. Yummy peppers are juicy, thick-walled, two-bite little bells that are perfect for jamming with tuna salad, chicken salad, or pesto and cheese, which is perhaps my favorite way to eat them. In fact, we popped about a dozen between the two of us Sunday while waiting for Rio’s closing ceremony to…

I packed a pint of pickled peppers

Yesterday’s sharebox included a bag of a dozen or so decent-sized jalapeños. That’s a lot. More than we can eat before they start to go hinky. So I skimmed off 4-5 larger peppers for a batch of roasted salsa this weekend, and the remaining half pound split perfectly into to two half-pint jars that’ll feed us over…

Swap-Box Hero: Hot Under the Collard

Despite offering free bundles with purchase for late-Wednesday wine customers, it seems we still end up with a swap box full of collards whenever they’re in the share. I don’t know why they’re so intimidating. I mean, I get they can be bitter, but a little bit of fat mellows the harsh tannins*, making those deep…