Vegan Mofo: Farmer's Market Haul

If you haven't guessed by now, I'm a Cancer. I used to scoff at the whole Linda Goodman "Cancers Love Food" characterization:

Cancer never feels really secure, and no matter how much love he gets, he always needs more. His emotions never let him become sure enough to relax completely. He's always piling up tangibles against some imaginary future disaster. Some Cancerians actually keep big cardboard cartons of food of all kinds under their beds. It keeps away those nightmares. You may think that's stretching the truth, but when was the last time you looked under a Cancer's bed? If you don't find the canned foods there, look on the closet shelves. You may find two dozen cans of paprika and twenty-eight boxes of fortified bread crumbs he bought on sale in 1943. What's he saving it for? Don't ask ridicu­lous questions. There might be a famine someday. He's prepared. (Noah must have been born in July. The flood didn't catch him with his rudders down, either.) Why doesn't he use all that paprika and all those bread crumbs? The answer to that one raises another question. Why doesn't he use those fourteen pairs of new pajamas and the seven dozen cashmere scarves he's been given over the years as gifts? They're still in the original tissue paper. Who knows? Maybe he's planning to wrap them around the animals to keep them warm when the next flood comes. Could be. He thinks that far ahead, and he remembers yesterday's catastrophes vividly, even if he wasn't there.

Ha ha ha!! Linda Goodman, you are right on the money! It is so so hard for me to control myself at the farmer's market because everything there COULD BE MADE INTO SOMETHING DELICIOUS! This is a typical Saturday haul, mostly CSA share items. Here is a list of what is in the picture, and I'll try to blog what happens to each in the coming week.

Collard Greens
Shallots
Swiss Chard
Honey Crisp Apple
Bosc Pears
Carrots
Wax and Green Beans
Potatoes
Leeks
Arugula
Bok Choy
Green Peppers
Beets
Red Onions
Escarole
Dill
Rosemary