We ate the last of the CSA veggies tonight (except for a few potatoes that will keep for awhile). Both kids ate kohlrabi raw with salt on it. And--in keeping with the recently discovered miracle of no snacking--both kids ate my spaghetti. With sauce on it. With meat in it. Every bite. (Sissy even had seconds.)
I'm not a big pasta person, but I was especially proud of my spaghetti tonight because I made the sauce from scratch with green garlic and green onions from the CSA box, and oregano and basil from the back yard. It felt so good chopping everything up and throwing it in the pot.
I weeded the strawberry patch out back after the kids went to bed. It was hot and humid, but it felt good to be outside. I love the serenity of summer evenings.