False Start

To those of you who subscribed to this blog and, who knows, may have even gotten slightly interested in it…or posted a comment…or have been waiting more than a full year for the next post…er, I’m sorry. I’m calling it a false start, a fumble, a fault. Let’s try this again.

See Kelsey Cook and Maybe Sometimes Mess Up Cooking

See Kelsey cook and maybe sometimes mess up cooking

Since my last post (I won’t say when that was; it’s just embarrassing), there has been one major change in my life. My husband, Glenn, has left the architecture field for one a little more, um, green, shall we say. He is now an organic farmer with Jones Valley Urban Farm, here in Birmingham. Although just slightly less profitable (eh hem) than architecture, farming does give this blog a new focus, which is finding something to do with the wonderful produce he brings home each week. Believe me, I love being paid in cherry tomatoes and okra, but let’s face it…for anyone who has ever participated in a CSA or who has a friend with a VERY productive garden, week after week of squash, collard greens, or eggplant can just get boring. Or maybe boring isn’t the word…maybe it’s simply overwhelming. It’s difficult enough thinking of new things to cook for your family, now try to cook the same thing for your family over and over again. Yeah, you won’t get any complaints at all, right? Um, no.

Glenn and Forks Sellin' Veggies at Mt. Laurel Farmer's Market

Glenn and Forks sellin' veggies at Mt. Laurel Farmer's Market

When I say that Glenn is getting paid in vegetables, I’m really quite serious. As an organic farmer, the food he brings home IS part of his pay–it has to be! So, that food becomes the focus of our meals–anything we buy compliments the fresh vegetables that, figuratively, extend his paycheck. So, despite the loss of income, I do still shop at Whole Foods and buy the occasional proscuitto, salmon filet, or expensive bleu cheese, but all are used sparingly, to heighten the taste of what has been grown by my husband, in the thick red clay of Alabama.

Proscuitto

Face it, veggies are good, but proscuitto is delicious!

Whether you live in Alabama or elsewhere, I hope the recipes and stories I share here will help you eat more vegetables in more ways; experiment with food, even if it doesn’t always work (believe me, I’ve served many a mediocre or just plain bad dinner more than once a few times); or just help you extend the food you get from your garden, your CSA box, your overly productive neighbor, or your market.

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