This post should probably be called, Adventures in Veggies: The Confessional. This is the post where I admit that having vegetables in the fridge did not magically turn me into a veggie connoisseur.
Yes, the vegetables were fresh and beautiful but far fewer of them ended up on the table than I had hoped. We had some delicious meals involving roasted beets. There was one fantastic set of breaded zucchinni. We had our moments.
But well, here’s the thing. I don’t really like squash. And we got mini-squash in our box for seven straight weeks. There are probably great recipes out there. I did not find them. Instead i set about making, lets call it a cold soup, in the bottom of the crisper drawer. (I’ll spare you those photos.)
It turns out that veggie boxes are rather a lot like gym memberships – you have to do more than pay for them to get the full benefit. I’m glad that I tried it out, but I’ve cancelled my boxes for the fall. We’ll gorge ourselves on fresh tomatoes and broccoli for the last couple of weeks of summer and then that will be that.
There’s a farmer’s market in town. I’m going to try heading down there and choosing vegetables I’ll actually eat. I’ll let you know how it goes.