24 July 2009

A Bit of a Pickle


Okay, we did it. Court and I have finally cemented our DINK liberal status by joining a cooperative farm. I would say that we are threatening to become socialists; however, we do not have to put in any work. No toiling to till fields. No dripping sweat over the pea plants when there is not enough rain in Minnesota's parched July. No extracting root vegetables from the worm-infested dirt. I did get my hands dirty picking the veggies from the buckets and putting them in our eco-friendly bags.

So here's the deal: Every Wednesday night we go to Thorn Crest farm in Dundas, Minnesota and pick up our bounty for the week. They are an organic farm, and we know the vegetables are fresh because the dirt is still moist. It costs $275 for 11 weeks, or $25 dollars a week. And it forces us to try new vegetables (kohlrabi and rutabaga) and experiment with vegetables we might not be so keen on (beets). This past Wednesday we returned home with 19lbs of vegetables and no real plan.

Then, I had an epickleny. I got some canning jars and some pickling supplies and got to it. Cucumbers, obviously. Kohlrabi, check. Rutabaga, you betcha. I bought two bottles of distilled water because every recipe clearly states USING DISTILLED WATER IS VERY IMPORTANT. The recipes basically yell it out. We're talking flashing lights.
Bold letters. Italics. Different colored font (red usually). And in one recipe, I swear to John Irving this is true, the warning was bold, italicized, red, and over-sized.

And I used tap water. Fuck. And now I have three jars that may or may not be undergoing the process of transmogrification in the back of my refrigerator.

Somewhere Bobby Flay is not planning a Throwdown.

2 comments:

Courtney said...

This is hilarious and makes my blog look lame. You are a master of red font use.

Let's hope we don't get botulism.

Unknown said...

I fear messing with the fonts. Last night, I just tried to paste in text from another source and made a huge mess. Anyway, what are you guys using for information for this pickling extravaganza?