stars aligned.

“All of a sudden I am not the fringe idiot trying to get everyone to serve peas and carrots that don’t come out of a can, like that’s the most radical idea they have ever heard of,” she said.

that's from this article. school lunch change? hopefully.

is like.

michelle showed me this today. no, not the one who just gave birth. she's staring at the baby.

this what it feels like sometimes in the kitchen:

thank you, april. and adam.

april and adam are on vacation in colorado and have let me have their csa share for 2 weeks. i have tried for the last two years to join a csa and have been too late. poo.

it is so awesome. i received: one dozen eggs, 3 potatoes, 4 jalapenos, 3 beets, a green bell pepper, a bag full of wax beans, a cantaloupe, an eggplant, 4 enormous heirloom tomatoes, 3 onions, and a round, green summer squash. and i still had the veggies april gave me last week before she left town. oh my.

i also saw that great caterpillar on my walk through kensington.

this messes with the plan to eat my way out of the apartment. i will not go to the grocery store before i move, though. for lunch, i stir-fried bok choy, spicy red pepper, and onion, spooned it over long-grain white rice, and topped it with yellow salad pepper and carrots.
i also drank the last beer in the house: saranac pomegranate wheat. it did not taste like pomegranate or wheat, which is probably how i was able to drink it.

the cucumber.

april gave me this cucumber, which came from a friend's garden. upon further research, i learned that it is a lemon cucumber. it is supposed to be spicier, but mostly i find it to be seedier, but certainly tasty.

shockingly, i ate it in a sandwich, on flax-wheat bread with avocado and dill havarti, as well as some tomatoes and sliced peach.
today, i ate a simpler breakfast:
wasa multi-grain crackers with sliced cucumber, tomatoes, and avocado. and coffee. always.
have you noticed that i am out of eggs? ha.

she's here.

oh. my. god. she's actually here. michelle's baby, zoe (well, she's alex's too). 10 days late. it must have been so comfortable in there. and during those days of waiting, michelle had the time to read and send me this article.

it's difficult to know which foods are safe enough to eat with a clean conscience and ny magazine helps us figure out the intricacies.

i have learned:
1. it will be hard to only eat tomatoes july-november.
2. i am glad i buy my eggs in the farmers' market.
3. i am still making lots of mistakes, even though i try.

it's going to be VERY difficult to teach zoe about food (which is what michelle claims is my role as godmother).

more. more. more. and a poem.

i am conscious of how many eggs i eat. seriously. i try not to eat more than 3 or 4 in a week. all that cholesterol, you know? but it is hard because i am not working this summer, and it was my go-to weekend breakfast. and now every day feels like weekend. for a few more weeks, at least.

• toasted flax-wheat bread with a fried egg and gouda
• yellow plum
• okra with onion, garlic, and portuguese pepper, sauteed in olive oil
  

i love plums. i will be so sad when summer is over and so are they.

william carlos williams must have loved them, too. he wrote this poem about them.

This Is Just To Say

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

proof.

there it is: the big okra.