CSA 2014: Pickup #2 and Piggies

With everything going on in our lives, it’s been easy to neglect going to the farm, even though we missed having the goodies. So, today, we went to pickup some CSA treats, after having to plan the trip a few days in advance, just so we could ensure we would actually do it.

Today’s haul included:

-four honey and corn muffins (not pictured, because they didn’t survive the 45 minute drive home)

-one loaf of focaccia bread




-two dozen eggs



-one pound of bacon



-and two packages of fresh ham slices



The full haul, minus the already-consumed muffins….



I’m guessing this used around 120 points out of our share of 800. Including the bundle from our last pickup, we’ve used roughly a quarter the points available (we plan on working for more if we run out).

I’m including some pictures of the residents at the farm….








CSA 2014: Week #1–Angry Roosters, Friendly Puppies, and Farm Fresh Meat

Last year, we were fortunate enough to participate in a CSA program. For those who aren’t familiar with the term, CSA stands for community supported agriculture. In this farming model, consumers purchase a “share” of a farmer’s produce. The money is given at the beginning of the season, and in return, you receive a portion of the farmer’s harvest. If the year is particularly good, you literally reap the bounty. If it’s a year that isn’t as successful, you incur some loss along with the farmer, but by absorbing the small amount of loss, you help provide the farmer a bit of financial cushion so he or she can continue serving the community next year. However, usually it’s one or two crops that fails, and there’s generally still an ample amount of produce, even in less productive seasons and climates. ย Farmers do all that they can to ensure that their shareholders receive their money’s worth, and they are proactive in working to prevent losses.

Last year, we participated in a traditional CSA program. In a typical CSA model, shareholders receive a bag of goodies each week, usually determined by the farmer, with a small allowance for choice when feasible. The benefit to this is that you are provided with fruits and vegetables that you might not have tried otherwise. The downside is that there is a small amount of waste if there is something that you’re not as interested in, or you might not receive as much of an item as you prefer. However, there is a sense of satisfaction and anticipation in waiting for this week’s bag of produce.

This year, we’re trying a less traditional program. Instead of a bag of items each week, we purchased “points,” essentially credit, to pick out whatever items we prefer, in whatever quantities we choose, until we run out of points. We can pick out items weekly, or we can go once a month if we want to. There’s a lot of flexibility in this model. When a shareholder runs out of points, he or she can either purchase more or volunteer on the farm to earn them instead.

We had never physically been on our “new” farm before, so today, on a cloudy, yet warm, April day, we set out to find it. Last week was technically the first “official” week for pick-ups, but the roads were too snowy and treacherous for our clumsy minivan to manage.

The official greeters….




The offerings…



The farm and its residents….





The rooster in the following picture was something else. I was feeling a bit guilty at the thought that we were going to be partaking of the meat of some of these animals, and as soon as I thought that, I found myself being chased by this beast of a rooster. Even when we tried to give him a wide berth, he puffed and crowed and snuffled. As we turned our backs and walked away, he started charging at me in particular, and at once point, he gave me a good, hard, peck! I was stunned, as I’ve never encountered a mean chicken or rooster before (though I’ve heard about them a time or two). I must have walked too close to his favorite hen! He didn’t like another family who was visiting, either! I think he might have a waiting list of families who want a piece of him when his time comes. (Kidding…maybe.) ๐Ÿ˜‰


So, after we survived our encounter with the rooster, we found our way back to our van, and brought home our treats. What did we choose for our first week’s pick-up?

Organic honey walnut granola (homemade)….



One pound of ground lamb, farm-raised, of course….




One pound of breakfast sausage….


Fresh pork chops….



Total = 71 points (approximately, out of a share of 800 points, though we are also going to participate in the Workshare Program to earn more points when we run out)

I sometimes do feel guilty eating meat. However, I do feel a lot better when I can actually visit the farm where the animals were raised, and I know that they have full access to pasture, room to roam, to dig for bugs and plants, to smell the air, to simply be the animals they were born to be. Plus, because the animals have eaten “real” food instead of only cheap, crummy, commercial feeds, quite honestly, the meat is of a higher quality, and it tastes worlds better than what you can purchase in a big box store.

And as for the granola…all I need is some yogurt. I can’t wait!!

That’s our first week’s pick-up! I’m not sure we will travel to the farm each and every week, but as of right now, we’re aiming for every other week, both to preserve points and gasoline!

Plus, the other benefit of a CSA program is watching my children learn to love small farmers, local food, and animals. ๐Ÿ™‚


Maybe I should be grateful a puppy wasn’t an “option” for this week’s pick-up? ๐Ÿ˜‰



Trading “American Girl” for American Farm

I’m one of those mothers who unfortunately has the fault of chronically comparing herself to other mothers. And in our quest to get out of debt and to live a simpler life, I find myself questioning my decisions involving my children even more.

We cut the cable cord over a year ago–we do have a few channels still, due to a digital tuner–but avoiding the bombardment of incessant commercials telling me what we supposedly need and apparently lack is totally worth it. I don’t have children who ask for the latest and greatest toys, gadgets, processed foods, or whatever else is being sold and packaged in bright, neon colors and advertised with flashy commercials and ever-present advertising.

However, I am on Facebook. I do utilize social media. So, it’s easy to see the green grass on the other side. At Christmas, I see children with smartphones, and American Girl dolls, and tablets, and piles of clothing, and expensive shoes, and shiny presents with gigantic bows that fill entire rooms. I know that my Kindergarten-aged son’s friends have video game consoles, the latest toys, their own electronic gadgets. I know this, and it worries me. For now, my son seems oblivious, but sooner or later, he will start asking why we don’t buy presents on the level of So-and-So’s family, or why he can’t have a smartphone when he’s eight years old. I feel it is inevitable. Someday, his little sister will want Barbies, and even more expensive dolls, and more toys, and what her friends have.

And, sometimes, I question my decisions–is it wrong to deny them a grandiose Christmas? Should I make presents more of a priority? Don’t I care whether or not they will be made fun of in school? Is our goal of a self-reliant life going to set them up for bullying later on?

Today, our family attended a Maple Tree Tapping class at a local farm. And as I watched my children marvel at baby goats, as they chased chickens while trying to feed them organically grown soybeans harvested from the farm, as my son learned that maple syrup doesn’t come from a cute glass jar at the grocery store…during those moments, and on this rare occasion, I feel like I’m doing something right…..