Why join a C.S.A.?

When I was growing up my parents had an amazing garden and of course I turned my nose up at pretty much everything they grew. What kid wants to eat a dinner that consists of only "stuff from the garden" while nursing sore fingers and arms from "frenching" the greenbeans? ( I know that sounds hot but it is SO not what you think.)

Now 32, I've been able to overcome my early exposure to such horrors as vegetable pie, blanch-water soup and (gasp) PEAR SAUCE. I realize that I would pretty much kill for meals like that now. Living in a city, our small patch of lawn is composed of 1 part dirt to 3 parts broken glass and assorted metal pieces and rocks, so gardening is pretty much out. Plus my thumb is basically brown instead of the requisite green needed to nurture a tasty harvest.

So we joined a C.S.A. - Denison Farms - splitting a share with our close friends the Joyce family. We're looking forward to a season's worth of fruits and veggies from the good folks over at the farm. I plan on blogging the whole experience... including pics of each weeks bounty, what I cook with it and whether or not my family will eat it!