We belong to a CSA, which stands for Community Supported Agriculture. Our CSA is awesome. Our CSA farmers are awesome. Every Friday morning, I peer into our bag or basket with curiosity and probably a little too much excitement over vegetables. We get a half-share each week, which, since I know you’re curious, consisted of green leaf lettuce, mustard greens, bok choy, onions, radishes, and strawberries two weeks ago. We also pay a little extra to get a half-dozen eggs each week.
Last week we started getting squash and zucchini and cucumbers! I wonder what this morning’s bounty will bring us?
I won’t post an update every week (though it will be hard to resist) but I wanted to mention it because this is community if there ever was such a thing. Knowing your farmer who grows your food? Celebrating with farmers when there is plenty but also taking risks alongside them in poor crop years? This is just amazing stuff.
I know that not everyone can participate in a CSA. They don’t exist everywhere, for one thing. It’s also tough to commit to eating seasonally (if you will only eat lettuce with tomatoes on top, for instance, you shouldn’t join a CSA). And it’s annoying to eat lots of the same food or be forced to eat the foods you don’t really like (I’ll admit that radishes and mustard greens are not my cups of tea) or have to make things you’ve never made before (how the heck does one cook bok choy?). You also might not want to join a CSA because you grow your own vegetables–lots of people I know, us included, do and I think that’s great, too. (We currently have bush beans, squash, and garlic planted, albeit mostly in pots due to our housing transition.)
But CSAs are worth considering, even if only for one season, because there’s something to be said for connecting to a community you might not otherwise know about.
Farmers rock. Go meet one.