Actually, I'm a novice. I constantly have to look up what CSA stands for (Commuity Support Agriculture). That doesn't mean I don't love it, though. Every week, fresh produce gets delivered to my work. When I remember, I pick it up and carry it with me on the train home. When I don't remember, I drive back into work to pick it up and drive back home before 7pm. Either way, my husband salivates as he looks up recipes to use for our bounty.
Cost-wise, it's about the same as what we would normally spend at the grocery. The benefit is organic produce, and a chance to try things that we would never buy on our own: hakurei turnips, chard, joi choi, and mizuna are a few of the things we've tried this year. So far, these new experiences have been overwhelmingly positive. Ben's been geeking out on veggies and their storage, prep, and final resting place (our plates).
Don't get me wrong, though. We have had our share of waste. For example, we didn't eat all of the radishes before they got soft and weird. It's a work in progress. But so far, we are proud CSA shareholders. We've kicked around the idea of doing the family share next year. We signed up for the "individual" share this year, which come each week in a 10 gallon rubbermaid. With the exception of the fresh herbs, which would be wonderful, the problem with the family share is the amount of food. We'd have to eat vegetarian meals for every dinner, and even if Scooter were around, there's no way we'd finish it all. Well...maybe we would. That girl can eat some veggies.
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