Miracle Cure for Root Fatigue

Carrots. Parsnips. Beets. Rutabagas. Celeriac. Kohlrabi. Radishes. Yadda. Yadda. Yadda. Our LFFC farmers’ high tunnels and hoop houses have gifted us each week with a small bunch of kale or spinach or cress or rocket (and last week, green beans!), but easily two-thirds of each sharebox has been roots—and as much as I love ’em, here, at the…

The Beet Goes On . . .

. . . and on . . . and on. It’s a perfect storm: another Nor’easter, the Sochi games, and a crisper full of CSA beets. While I was home at Christmastime, I saw a piece in the Trib whose lede spoke the truth. When you’re busting your way from the Loop to the Art…

Squashapalooza 2.0: Squash and Beet Risotto

Eight. Again. Thanks to the swap box, a few forfeited shares, and my own carryovers from the past couple weeks, I now have eight squash clogging my kitchen counter. It’s Squashapalooza 2.0: Winter Edition.   But at least these cool-weather varieties don’t demand immediate consumption (or preservation) like my week-long zucchini fest this past July….

Swap-Box Hero: Gimme a Beet

When I was a kid, beets were sweet and syrupy and neon magenta. Gramma C called them “Harvard Beets.” They probably came out of a can. I never knew there was any other kind. And I loved them. I’m told that’s unusual – that beets are a taste acquired in adulthood, and that most young…

Instagram Couscous Salad

Believe it or not, there’s no filter on that shot. A couple fresh-pulled beets and their greens (which, for these Bull’s Blood beets, ought to be called, “magentas”) transformed a delicious but rather white salad of roasted Harukei turnips and Israeli couscous into a bowl of impossibly pink pearls. Easy, light, and bright. Instagram couscous…