Farmer's Market and Yarn Wreath

Nate and I recently signed up to get a basket of fresh, local produce from our farmer's market each week. The farmer's market comes about 2 blocks up the street every Thursday. And let me tell you - now each Thursday is like Christmas, waiting to see what produce Santa will bring me. Growing up every December my parents would pick up a few crates of the most delicious grapefruits from a group of old, local war veterans who sold them. My parents or should I say, Santa, used to put a grapefruit in each of their stockings for Christmas morning - probably as an afterthought. I remember feeling sorry for my parents. And having a deep suspicion Santa either had an in with the old veterans or forgot about my parents and took those grapefruits from our pantry. I guess now it would not be a stretch to say I might be really excited to get a grapefruit in my stocking.

Anyway this is what our basket contained this week:

From left to right: Two kinds of fresh basil, local almonds and honey, yellow squash, green beans, apples, green onions, figs, roma tomatoes, GRAPEFRUIT, a weird weed looking plant, amazing strawberries, a lime, and some more green squash.

After getting our produce, it's like a game seeing how to use everything in different meals throughout the week.

Can't you see how exciting my life is?!

Back to that weird looking plant, I actually asked the guy who runs the CSA baskets what it was. He nonchalantly told it was Er-a-mra-thh (something?), the only living plant to contain omega-3 fatty acids!... and proceeded to rip off a stem and eat it - like he was so in touch with nature he could hang out with Katniss Everdeen and make a salad out of the shrubbery growing along La Jolla Shores. He told me to taste it, and despite my reservations about it looking poisonous and more importantly not being washed, I ripped off a stem and ate it too. It was a little too organic for me. Needless to say I won't be making a salad out of it anytime soon. 

This week I also made a yarn wreath.

Wrapping yarn around a piece of styrofoam totally seemed within my realm crafting. 

Except now I'm scared to hang it on our door because I think someone might steal it.

Last week somebody sprayed pepper-spray in the air ducts of our building and we all had to evacuate.

I told Nate I'm worried the same hoodlums might steal my wreath. He told me yarn wreaths might appeal to a different demographic.
But maybe I'll find a place to hang it inside instead.