Showing posts with label tomato. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tomato. Show all posts

Saturday, July 2, 2011

CSA Week 8: Sunflower days


It's a good day when you wake up to a giant hug from an old friend and a smile and a sunflower from your CSA. Besides those wonderful wake-up calls, I also received a pound of green beans, six tomatoes, 10 ears of corn, six peaches and four cucumbers, just in time for Fourth of July grilling. Grilled corn and peaches? How can you go wrong?

Price breakdown

  • 1 lb. green beans: $2.49
  • 6 tomatoes: $10.09
  • 10 ears of corn: $11.97
  • 6 peaches: $4.70
  • 4 cucumbers: $7.96
  • 1 sunflower: $1
      • Total: $38.21 
    • Total saved: $17.21

    Sunday, June 26, 2011

    CSA Week 7: Tomatoes!

    This week's delivery is really the reason I bothered to get a CSA in the first place, and I can explain it in two words: fresh tomatoes!


    This delivered included a bag of fresh green beans, two green bell peppers, eight ears of corn, 10 red potatoes, two cucumbers, four zucchini and five tomatoes. This is my most exciting delivery since the first one, which included strawberries and blueberries.

    Price breakdown

    • 1 lb. fresh green beans: $1.99
    • 2 green bell peppers: $3.98
    • 8 ears of corn: $11.92
    • 10 red potatoes: $4.84
    • 2 cucumbers: $3.38
    • 4 zucchini: $5.24
    • 5 tomatoes: $9.98
        • Total: $41.32
      • Total saved: $20.32
      This total seemed higher to me than normal, but I realized that I was able to price for almost all organic produce, and this delivery was huge. The tomatoes, by the way, are delicious. Like food-gasm delicious. Seriously, I was making groans like Sally (from When Harry Met Sally) and the other restaurant patrons next to me said, "I'll have what's she's having." 

      Friday, June 17, 2011

      Tomato tragedy

      Apparently I fail as a tomato baby mama.


      After the first peek of red, I let my babies mature, content in their relative safety in my suburban backyard. And then tragedy struck, in the form of the dastardly birds that I had, only a few months ago, welcomed as a sign of glorious spring. 


      The horror! There are puncture wounds all over my beautiful bounty, but they didn't even bother to eat any of the little guy. This is truly murder. If only I had a BB gun I'd show those bloody birds what's what! Anyone have a better solution to protect my lovelies?