Week 18 :: The Season is Over

The growing season is over at Cramer Organics. What an experience, one that I’m so grateful to have had the opportunity to participate in. I learned so much.

Everyone, and I mean EVERYONE should get out on a farm and see where your food comes from. Have you ever been on a farm? Do you know the work that goes into growing food and raising livestock? Don’t take it for granted, people. Farmers work their a**es off to feed us and they deserve our utmost respect and admiration, which they often don’t get. Okay, don’t get me started …

Will I be back at Cramer Organics next year? No, because Joey and Robert have chosen not to continue their CSA. It is bittersweet, but I’m really happy for them. They want to pursue other interests, including spending more time with their grandchildren, and Joey is creatively thinking of ways to use their land to mentor less-than-fortunate families in the Delano area so that these folks can grow their own food. Right on, Joey.

Just because it’s the end of the season doesn’t mean there was precious little to harvest. My gosh, no. We could barely get the CSA boxes closed. Just the greens?! I can’t believe the volume of greens we harvested this late in the season.

Joey loaded us down with a huge box of food. Joey: “Do you want some extra                    ?” Me: “Yes please.” Joey: “Do you want some extra                      ?” Me: “Yes please.” Joey: “Do you want some extra                  ?” Me: “Yes please.”

Fortunately, much of it keeps, like the squash, carrots, and potatoes. But opening our fridge exposes us to a wall o’ greens and I’ve got my work cut out for me in getting through it all.

In this week’s box: winter squash (butternut, sweet dumpling, acorn, & delicata), cauliflower, cabbage, potatoes, beets, turnips, carrots, lettuce, spinach, leeks, kale, chard, dill, cilantro, jalapenos, and last but not least, a pie pumpkin.

For the last song in my classic country soundtrack, I can’t NOT post a tune from “The Poet of the Common Man” and my favorite musician of all time, Merle Haggard.

Country music lover or not, I don’t know how anyone can not appreciate this man’s talent. He is an American legend and we’ll be sorry when he’s gone. The crap that Nashville is churning out today is an abomination of what real country music is. Don’t get me started on that either …

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