No more butternut squash!

28 02 2011

I love our CSA and I do like the challenge of trying to eat everything that we get every other week. Winter is, of course, the most challenging season, rivaled only with early spring when you just. can’t. wait. for asparagus and peas (and strawberries! but mostly tender green things). The greens issue is something that took a while to settle into, but now we just make frittatas with whatever doesn’t get eaten another way. BUT! I am so tired of butternut squash (butternut squash soup, butternut squash risotto, butternut squash mixed in mac’n’cheese…) that I left the one we received last week in the swap box. And I am not sorry.

Lemons, eggs, apples, oranges (best oj ever), broccoli, lettuce, collards, spring onions, green garlic, parsley, & carrots.  The collards are bound for a new soup recipe I found, the green garlic added flavor to some ho-made refried beans, the parsley into a French onion soup, and the broccoli went into an awesome frittata (after I washed all the little bugs and their eggs out – eeeeewww!):

  • one head broccoli, divided into small crowns
  • 1 Tbs bacon fat (or butter)
  • 1/2 large onion, sliced
  • salt & pepper
  • 6 farm fresh eggs
  • 2 tbs water
  • 1+ cup crumbled feta cheese

Soak your broccoli in a large bowl with some salt and a splash of vinegar to help remove the buggies. Meanwhile, melt the bacon fat (yes), in an 8 inch cast iron skillet (or other pan that can transfer to the oven) on medium, and saute your sliced onions with a little salt. Pick your broccoli up out of the bowl of water, letting most, but not all, of the water drain back into the bowl before adding the crowns to the pan; cover with a lid and let steam for a few minutes until the broccoli is just tender. Preheat your oven to 350 degrees. In a large measuring cup, whisk your eggs, water, and some salt and pepper. Remove the lid and pour egg mixture into pan with broccoli and onions, sprinkle feta all over, and mix slightly with a rubber spatula to evenly distribute the goodies and the eggs. Let cook undisturbed until almost set (I occasionally shake the pan a bit to see how much giggle I get in the middle), 7-10 minutes, and then pop into the oven on a rack in the middle, changing it from 350 to broil, and bake for approximately 3-5 minutes, or until the top is puffy and slightly brown. Pull out, slice, and enjoy. Great the next day as an on the go breakfast.


A finished project

14 02 2011

I’m at Hooker Camp with my mom this week manning (womanning) the supply store. It leaves me lots of time for crafting, provided I can work without power and I finally finished a beautiful blue scarf I’ve been working on:

Why HR is grumpy in February

11 02 2011

As most of you know, my day job is as an HR lady for an awesome nonprofit media org. My team rocks, I have the best boss ever, and I love what I do, but every once in a while I just can’t help but want to punch people in the face.

Every February (and again on April 15th), right after all the W-2s go out, I start getting emails and phone calls from people that, despite my numerous warnings, did not keep me posted on their address changes. And don’t have mail forwarding? I don’t know. Anyway. These people contact me because they never receive their W-2 for the previous year (or because they accidentally recycled it – not kidding). And they want a copy.  No problem, except that I don’t actually get a version like the one that is mailed out. And it takes a little time to access the payroll tax files and scan the version I have and email it to them, (vs. mail it, which I could do, which would take longer). And no, I can’t update the address on it. Or change your name. Or have a new original sent to you. But I’ll get you what you need to do your taxes.

It doesn’t irritate me nearly as much as it does other co-workers, but I am busy and actually doing lots of other work in the beginning of the year. So it takes a minute.

So when I get 3 emails from someone in the span of 24 hours asking “Would it be possible to send that scan along?”, I’m going to hate you. And, despite my strong customer service leanings, it will be hard for me not to want to ignore you.  Especially when the last email you sent me said “Looks like these are the procedures for a missing one.” (Note the IRS’s instructions include the sentence: allow a reasonable amount of time for them to resend or to issue the W-2.) Uh, fuck you. I’m an HR lady, so it’s my job to know what the procedures are. Also? I am not an idiot.

Your inattention to detail regarding your personal matters does not my emergency make.

My Mood

9 02 2011

This afternoon’s good mood brought to you by Jeff Gimenez and the Creme Brulee Man.  Hooray for haircuts and afternoon snacks!

Also, this song has been stuck in my head for DAYS:

What a difference a week makes

7 02 2011

I was nervous about the garden this last week. We were on vacation and I knew the weather would turn warm. Luckily, the plants seem to be A-OK in the water dept now that they’ve received a welcome back soaking. The calas are gorgeous of course:

And some of the tulips I planted right before we left are already inches above the ground (in front of the staghorn’s stump-stand)!

(Can anyone tell me why my artichokes keep laying down their outermost leaves?)

The rose is doing well, the daffodils up, the crocuses blooming, and the freesias and thyme looking great:

Also – the lemon tree is blooming at last:

I have lost another battle in the war I am in with the neighborhood cat that has decided my veggie bed is its new litter box. Carm has been chasing it out of the yard at night, I (drunkenly) sprayed it with a hose one time, and I thought we were making progress, but I had spread chili flakes all over the area it had been hanging out in before we left and it appears that it just moved to a different row of veggies. Now I’ve lost a bunch of carrots and some cabbage. Bastard cat. I read somewhere that orange oil discourages late night feline garden visits…any other advice?