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We ate scones for dinner tonight. Not scones and a salad, or scones and eggs, or even scones and meat. We just ate scones. At least these were the best scones ever (according to the internet).
Not normally what we’d call dinner, I admit. But we’re suffering from a Spring time local food shortage. I’m actually pretty sure that none of us ate any type of vegetable today at all. Normally, we eat lots of vegetables for lunch and dinner.
The way I see it, three things have gotten us to this scones-for-dinner-no-veggie-eating-day:
1. Our freezer is down to slim pickings from last years harvest. For veggies, all we have left are some beets and beet greens (anyone surprised?), corn, and green peppers.
2. Even though we’ve been trying to grow veggies since February, all we’ve managed to actually eat out of the garden to date is a couple of measly salad fixings and a respectable bag of spinach. The radishes went to seed before they turned into anything edible, the turnips might still turn into something, and the carrots, spring beets, and snow peas are taking their dear sweet time. In comparison to years past, this Spring feels colder, longer, and wetter – not counting the three days of 90+ degree heat that came out of nowhere. What all of this amounts to is that we thought that eating out of our garden by May would be a no brainer, and that has not been the case.
3. I actually feel somewhat guilty buying vegetables at the store. Even the little local health food store that stocks mostly organic, and local produce when they can get it. I have to tell myself its ok. I have to have a discussion with mom first and tell her that I’m telling myself that its ok. We need to eat veggies. Its better to eat veggies, even if they came from far away, then not. I have to give myself a freaking veggie buying pep talk. Every. Single. Time.
The good news is, things are looking on the up and up.
We found out the Stuart farmers market is already open for the season on Friday mornings and we’ll be going for the first time this week!
We ordered half a pig from one of the local meat producers in Floyd and we get to pick it up at the butcher next week! Hank can’t freaking wait to add some sausage to our breakfast dinners.
And, thanks to the kindness of friends willing to be flexible for us, we finally have a cow share for raw milk which we just started last week! Homemade yogurt, check. Next up we’re going to try ricotta and mozzarella.
Strawberry picking happens next week and we’re going to try making our own jam for the first time in years. Years, years. Like, the last time I remember doing it was when we lived on Edwin St in Rhode Island. I might have been 5?
Just a quick catch up on other happenings at Hawk-Mo:
Till next time. This is Hawk-Mo Collective. Over and out.