I’m in kind of a good mood today for several little reasons, one being that I had a ridiculously good conversation with my mother yesterday. I know, right? Unheard of normally. The reason I called her is because she’s due back in France soon and I needed to know on which continent she’d be so that she would actually receive whatever I sent her for Mother’s Day. Turns out she’s going to be in SF with my Dad, but after that will be going to Phoenix for a few days to baby-sit my brother’s kids (another unheard of – the woman is mellowing like a good aged wine). I decided that flowers were out of the question, since she won’t be around to enjoy them – and frankly, I can’t top the enormous bouquet of orchids I sent her a few years back. I spent a lot of money on them through some now-defunct organization, but it was worth it: I was the Golden Child for a few weeks.
So I’m sending her a ham, via the good folks at HoneyBaked Ham® (and if you order Right! Now! and use promo code “MOTHER” you will get free shipping and half off your dee-lightful ham). This is actually a pretty strange gift to be sending to my mom, but I figured that both my parents would like it. Nothing like killing two birds with one stone. I was already on their site buying a ham for the boy’s grandmother, so it seemed fitting.
Back in January, I joined a CSA; and this Saturday will be my first share pickup. I’m very excited about it. I am so excited about it that I waxed poetic about it to my mom for at least 10 minutes (this pleased her because seasonal shopping is how one shops in France). I’m probably going to wax poetic about my share and the farm to everyone I see all day Saturday after I go there. The farm is about 20- 30 minutes north of where we live and it will do me some good to get out and smell the country.
Making the decision to join the CSA was kind of a big one for me. Normally, I have a somewhat functional kitchen garden; mostly herbs but also some peppers and other stuff. This is when we lived in Maryland and could water freely all of the time. Fast forward to last year and the first summer in our new house, and I spent a lot of time, effort, and money to have a decently sized kitchen garden, only to watch it totally shrivel up and die because of the watering bans. There was a time in late summer 2007 all the way up to just recently where there was a total water ban – not even one lousy hour a week was allowed. I was pretty upset about it. These people down here take their watering bans seriously too – you can get a hefty fine if caught watering lawn, garden, car, etc... (and you have to watch out for nosy neighbors who will call the cops on you if they see you watering). So last year’s garden is kaputt. The only things that survived were the rosemary plant, a couple of salvias, the lavender, and the blackberry bush – which has now totally mutated and grown to epic proportions. I couldn’t live with the heartbreak of watching yet another kitchen garden die miserably.
If I allow myself room to breathe on Saturday, I’ll take a few minutes to post about the contents of my share and any plans I have for them.