The CSA box wrote my menu again

Tonight’s special turned into zucchini five ways after our CSA dropped 18 pounds at 4 p.m., so I told the line, ‘we cook what the soil says,’ and swapped imported lemons for last summer’s pickled green tomato brine. Anyone else get bullied into creativity by a bus tub of produce and still feel smug about the carbon saved? Share your funniest ‘the farm decided’ pivots so I can feel less seen by these judgmental beets.

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