Week 8 Box 8

The Husband and I are getting into a nice little rhythm. I guess we've moved into that sweet spot after the wedding where we start just being comfortable with each other and our roles. Not that we didn't have the sweet spot before the wedding, just that planning a wedding tends to mess with the natural equilibrium of things. Now we are just fat, happy and trying not to stress over the unplanned expenses that arise, and furniture shopping. It helps that the heat has subsided; I woke up this morning to 67 degrees and sunny. BEAUTIFUL. Now if we can make it through August without the heat rising above 90 I will remain a very happy girl.

This week's box arrived unceremoniously with no terrifying surprises, but again, no immediately clear cooking ideas came to mind.  Here's what we got:

care to guess?

Week 6 Box 6

With The Husband and the MIL relaxing away at Cape Cod this little plebeian slaved away in the summer heat. She also found herself alone this Monday and the only one able to pick up The Box. This requires a 40 minute trip north (thankfully not in traffic this time) at top speed trying to make it to the Temple by 6:30.  I made it at 6:20 and picked up my abundance. 

If you've ever wondered what a full farm share box looks like in comparison to the 1/2 a box I get every week, this is your chance. When I got it all laid out on the table, needless to say it did not fit nicely into the big bowl:

I apologize for the cruddy picture, The Husband has the good camera with him on The Cape. So what are this week's contents? I'll tell you, but feel free to guess before reading the list.

Kitchen too clean? I can fix that.

Eggs Benedict, for those of you who have only seen it on restaurant menus but never ordered it, is this wonderful breakfast dish that you can find at most "brunch-y" locations in New York City and likely around the country (although I have never found good Eggs Benedict outside of the city... still looking). It consists of a poached egg, on top of a piece of Canadian Bacon, on top of some sort of starch (traditionally an English muffin), covered in hollandaise. Essentially it's a little packet of cholesterol that is decidedly yummy in the tummy.

Now why am I talking about Eggs Benedict? Well, when I saw the blue (yes blue) potatoes in The Box this week I spent some time thinking really hard about all the times I had eaten potatoes in my life and my favorite  kinds of preparations and the thing I landed on was... Latkes (or potato pancakes for the Non-Jews out there). Now, although Latkes are amazing and can certainly be consumed willingly by themselves, not only did I not have enough blue (yes blue) potatoes to make a batch big enough to satisfy two people (there probably  aren't enough potatoes in the world to do that), but also it's 90 degrees and humid. Adding hot oil to the problem for an extended period of time seemed like a bad idea. So I concocted a plan. I was going to turn this:

Into a delicious base on which I would build a meal of Eggs Benedict.

Week 5 Box 5

This week I had a nice little change of pace when it came to picking up The Box.  It was not sinister-ly delivered to me by The Husband.  The Husband was working late so... I went. I took the 45 minute trip north through the traffic (and I HATE traffic) to get to my MIL's house where the abundance of veg was waiting for me. Once there my MIL and I lazily divided the contents in almost-half, chit-chatting and catching up, then we went out for a delicious pizza dinner where we discussed the various uses of the various veg we received.  It was delightful and made the following a little less of a conundrum.