Fall Food Fest

Something got into me this weekend.  Something domestic.  That's not a bad thing and in this case, it was a good thing. 

Evening meals (for some reason I refer to that as dinner; others call it supper) for Ken and I have been catch-as-catch-can for weeks now.  On Monday and Wednesday evenings, I go to my studio.  He spends the time writing for his thesis.  Meetings and other commitments move onto the calendar with regular freqency. 

We need to eat better.  It's that simple.  We buy wonderful produce and meat every weekend at the Farmer's Market, and sometimes it goes to waste because we don't prepare that glorious, wonderful, tasty, healthy food.  That's got to stop.

So what did I do this weekend?  I prepared (but didn't consume):

• a meatloaf (meat from Burton's Farms) with shredded green peppers and carrots from the local Mennonite farmer.
• roasted two butternut squash and one acorn squash
• saved the seeds (cleaned and prepared by Clare) and roasted them
• brocoli, cauliflower and turnip soup, pureed and with a touch of milk
• a big mess of green beans and yukon gold potatoes
• banana bread (yucky bananas be gone!)
• sauteed some shitake mushrooms from a local grower
• homemade crackers
• apple/celery slaw with fresh lemon and some of the toasted squash seeds

We ate some of this during our traditional Sunday meal, surrounded by "the girls" (Matt couldn't join us).  We ate and smiled and ate some more.  Oh, and we sauteed some summer squash for flavor and for color.  I'm getting hungry as I type this. 

The refrigerator is stocked with foods of green, orange, yellow.  Last week's soup sits frozen in the freezer.  Herbs are growing nicely in the window sill garden that June and I put up a few weeks ago. 

And I feel content and blessed.  Lord, as I thank you for this food, make me mindful of those without food and give me the desire and the courage to do something about that.

Amen