CSA week 3

Since E and I didn't start participating in the CSA thingy until week two, this past week was technically week three's delivery.

My spoils include:

spinach

mixed greens

strawberries

garlic snapes

parsley

kale

swiss chard

green onions

Thanks to the suggestions from Jennifer and others, I decided to make kale chips to get rid of some of the kale. They were delish.

Unfortunately, my second batch didn't turn out quite so well because I left them in the oven slightly too long. Ooops. Dude walked into my apartment a few hours later and asked me had I been smoking pot. Apparently burnt kale smells similar to pot. Just a warning to all you mothers out there. If your sons burns some kale in the hope of covering for the fact that he smoked pot in the house, don't believe him. (I'm not saying that everyone has to worry about this with their sons, but even one of my brothers wound up with pot once and lit it up in the house. That was when he was still one of "the good kids.")

I think my smoothies are getting better. I'm going slightly lighter on the greens than I had been at first (though I've started replacing some of the spinach with swiss chard) and I've started to add a scoop of vanilla bean greek yogurt (I would have used plain, but the grocery store didn't have any large plain greek yogurts that day) and a scoop of natural peanut butter. So now my recipe is spinach, swiss chard, one apple, one scoop yogurt, one scoop peanut butter, and frozen berries (whatever mix I have on hand). I feel like I'm drinking a salad! But I've started craving them. So I guess that's a good thing?

Total side note: I've basically cut meat out of my diet unless I'm eating out. I have nothing against it, but I've never really liked cooking meat. And I'm pretty sure that the chicken that is sold in the grocery stores around here were fed some major steroids. I have never seen chicken breasts that large in my entire life. I would say that they're the size of three of my fists combined. I have small fists, but no chicken's breast should be that large. I can make at least three meals out of one of those things. That just doesn't seem natural. Dude and I occasionally watch some programs on how different things are made, and they did an episode that included processed meat (mostly sandwich meat, like what you'd get at the deli or from the refrigerated section). I can't eat processed meat anymore after watching that. All I can think of is that episode. Burgers also freak me out because of the whole pink slime thing. I'll stop there. Y'all don't need to know all the food crazy that goes on in my head. The point of this story is that I decided to have a buffalo burger at dinner on Saturday night. I was about 3/4 of the way through before I just couldn't handle it anymore. I really just can't handle that anymore. Dude admitted to me this weekend that he just doesn't care for red meat as much anymore since he started dating me. I'm rubbing off on him. He was definitely a meat and potatoes (or in his case, mac & cheese) kind of guy when we started dating. Pretty soon he's just going to be a mac & cheese kind of guy!