It's dark now when we pick up our vegetables. And last night, the light in the barn went out just when we got there. So while someone was scrambling for a new light bulb, I was feeling around blindly in the potato bin. By the time she was back with the bulb, I could nearly see what I was doing. Still, the potatoes that came home with me are somewhat less than beautiful.
- Winterboer Kale
- Onions (3)
- Green Cabbage
- Sweet Potatoes
- Carrots
- Carnival Winter Squash (3)
- Potatoes (7)
- Tomatoes (1 quart)
Unlike the tuscan kale and red russian kale of past weeks at the CSA, the kale this week reminds me of the unloved kale of my childhood. Every year for Thanksgiving, my paternal grandfather served kale with hazelnuts. And he - I think - habitually undercooked it, because it always seemed to me to be like eating steel wool. It was not one of my favorites.
4 comments:
Steel wool, you're exactly right. It's less steel wooly if you wash it, de-stem it, shred it, and stick it in the freezer for a half hour. It cooks up (almost) silkily that way.
I guess that's why I've never felt tough enough to eat kale. Ouch.
I don't think I have ever tried kale. Steel wool, huh? Um, pass the winter squash, please.
The hazelnuts sound good, though. I tried to grow some hazelnut trees a few years ago. Didn't work out.
Our CSA pickups are over, yet we still have a fridge full of collard greens.
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