What Would You Do…

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… if on your second week of grad school you fell bouldering and fractured your ankle?

It turns out – if it were me – that I would ignore the foreboding pile of books on my desk and invite some loved ones over to play board games and keep me company, whilst picking at the leftovers of this week’s CSA. Treats like, for example:

  • Share cherry tomatoes with share garlic, local mozzarella, basil, balsamic and oil.
  • Share green and yellow string beans drizzled in olive oil with coriander and sea salt.
  • Share greens and arugula, with share peaches and non-share pistachios.
  • And fruitcake made with share plums.

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Plus the additions of bread, cheese, falafels, hummus, and copious amounts of ankle-numbing liquor brought from my personal fan club, it could theoretically turn into a spread worth sharing.

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Later – again, just if it were me – I would deteriorate into a pile, make a fort, and watch a movie I’ve seen 10,000 times.

Lessons learned from the past week:

  • When injured, let your friends do the cooking.
  • … And also the cleaning.
  • Mean Girls is only funny 9,999 times.  On the 10,000th it loses some of its punch.
  • Grad school is harder on crutches – as are revolving doors.
  • Your partner can only provide so much help without sparks erupting from his ears.
  • Settlers of Catan is the worst… but I will likely start a war of mythical proportions by saying that out loud.
  • I have a wonderful and hilarious circle.
  • And! If at all possible, don’t break yourself.

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Jerusalem Artichoke: Beacon of Hope

Maggie and a J. Artichoke

Last fall when root vegetables were a-boomin’ I stumbled across a Jerusalem artichoke at the farmers’ market. It’s a charming little veg with a winning spunk that looks a bit like ginger root. I’d eaten Jerusalem artichokes in its cooked form, but never seen it in its raw and was delighted to get to take one home and experiment. IMG_7549As with my purple kohlrabi incident, I knew I wanted to try and cook with my newfound artichoke, but hadn’t any idea what. So after a comedy of errors in the peeling department, Ev and I simply sautéed it in a pan until it was soft.

IMG_7556We added a purple (!) pepper that we’d also found at the market with this stunning lime green interior. It was slightly more bitter than your average pepper, but beautiful and tasty nonetheless.

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Then we plopped our artichoke and pepper on a soft taco with greens. Probably not how nature intended, but a divine little treat nonetheless. The Jerusalem artichokes were heavenly and sweet. I might not be looking forward to root season returning, but I’ll keep this little reminder in my back pocket as a beacon of hope.IMG_7573 IMG_7575