We had intended to head north for the long weekend (in honor of, to quote Julie, "Martha Lutin King"), but it is bitterly cold, so we decided to hold off so the kids won't have an unpleasant time skiing and be turned off by the whole idea. So instead I got to pick up my first meat share from the CSA I joined with Tammy. It felt somehow surreal and yet clandestine, meeting a farmer on a side street in the next town over, where he handed me a sack o' meat from his van. We chatted briefly about the difficulty in finding a good slaughterhouse these days (really!), and then I made my getaway.
Tammy and I will meet this week to divy up the goods: 3 packages of ground beef, 1 big bone-in rib-eye steak, 1 ham steak, 2 thick pork chops, 2 country-style spareribs, and some—mmmm—bacon. We're promised a whole chicken and more steaks next month, after the problem with the slaughterhouse is sorted out, you understand. I'm starting to think that half of a half-share is going to go fast.
HAH! Akiva has been asking about Marthin Luter King all day!! Great minds!
Posted by: Naomi | January 21, 2008 at 03:41 PM