My idea of romance

The timing was finally right in 2013, and at the age of 29 I was dating my first actual boyfriend. Having lived most of my adult life quite single, and determined to be happy about it, a significant part of my self-image has been ‘strong, independent female’. Even after a year of spending most of my free time with a man that I adore, sometimes I still don’t quite realize that I am one of a couple.

This spring I had one of those silly/wonderful moments when I joined a CSA with Alberto. ‘Oh my god,’ I thought, ‘I am committing to 18 weeks of fresh, local, organic produce with this man that I love.’ I had visions of green smoothies, inventive salads, heirloom tomato sandwiches, desperately creative concoctions of extra veggies.

CSAs are just the kind of project I love to support, but I was never able to commit to the weekly pickups when I was just relying on myself (and working a job that had me traveling New York, New Jersey, Connecticut, Massachusetts, and Long Island on a regular basis). I always felt like a CSA required a partner who was just as invested in eating locally, or would at least eat the extra kale.

Alberto and I are members of Tamarack Hollow Farm’s CSA, and I highly recommend it if you live in New York City and can pick up from the Union Sq. Greenmarket on Wednesdays. Our produce has been jaw-droppingly gorgeous every week, obviously just as delicious, and the representatives at pick-up are as lovely as can be. I felt like I had won the lottery when I went to pick out our share a couple of weeks ago, I got to choose from an abundance of truly beautiful organic vegetables. And I had a healthy dinner with Alberto to look forward to that night.


editor of Stonefruit, unreasonably fond of fresh Mediterranean figs, laughably frightened by jellyfish.

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