I’ll be at the Charlotte Regional Farmers’ Market tomorrow with chard, kale, some spicy mustard greens, beets, sweet potatoes, green onions, purple ruffles basil plants, thyme plants, sungold cherry tomato plants, wheat berries. I think maybe some other tomato plants too I can’t remember.
And 20% off bone-in chuck roasts! That almost never happens. We’ve been selling short ribs and oso bucco like mad, and not as many chucks this month but we need to make room for beef coming back from the processor this week. So this weekend they’re $6/lb!
We have our grass fed Angus beef in these cuts: big beautiful briskets and whole ribeye loin and strip loin, ground beef, stew meat, cube steak, philly steak, filet mignon, oso bucco, soup bones, liver, sirloin tip roasts, eye of round and bone-in chuck roasts, hot dogs and andouille sausage made from 100% grass fed beef without any nitrates/nitrites.
The first planting of sweet corn is up and looks good! I made the second planting this week, and got melons planted too, which is an accomplishment since I only seem to be able to get that done every other year.
Broccoli, cauliflower, cabbages and kales and hoophouse tomatoes are looking fantastic, and the popcorn stand looks ok. Next week it’s peanuts and get the ginger and turmeric, eggplant and outside cherry tomatoes and okra in the ground, and I have a to-do list for next week that’s 2 columns long in my notebook.
My first year of doing this I carried my notebook with me everywhere on the Gator: what I planted, how much, variety and all those deets, my to-do lists, stuff like that. Then one day it blew off the Gator straight into Moo’s pasture and he ATE IT. I mean, in an instant. We both saw it blow over, and in that split-second, we looked into each other’s eyes and I knew what was about to go down. I said, Don’t you dare. So he snatched it up and gobbled it down as he was running away from me, and giving me the googley-eye the whole time. By the time I caught up to him, whatever was left was covered in green cud-slime. EW. So the next year, I decided to write everything on Post-Its, then transfer it to my notebook later in the safety of my home. But the Post-It notes deal got out of control, finding them in the yard and stuck to the bottom of my shoe, and when the dog went walking past with a Post-It note stuck to her tail, well it had just gone too far.
So then I started putting the notes in my iphone, but as you know, one of those got lost in the creek in an unfortunate flash flood incident, then a heinous criminal stole my new phone out of a shopping cart, and one got watered to death in the greenhouse…and NO my notes were not in the damn CLOUD. So I gave up on all of that, and now I’ve resorted to just using my brain. Store everything right up in there. As long as I get it down on paper before any margaritas, it’s good.
See you tomorrow!