Vegetating
It's squatting balefully in a corner of my kitchen; green and knobbly, plump, pendulous and slightly sinister. I haven't the faintest idea what it is. My first thought was some sort of pumpkin, but now I'm not so sure. I cut it open cautiously last night, but the pale crispy flesh didn't look very pumpkin like. Some sort of melon perhaps? It tasted nondescript enough to be a melon, though not very sweet, and are melons supposed to be that crunchy? Perhaps just a very unripe one? No, maybe it was a squash after all. I curried a bit of it anyway, just as an experiment, and it seemed to taste ok. But doubts assailed me. What sort of culinary faux pas was I committing? 'You curried a melon?!' I put the rest aside; one day I will come home to find it ripe or rotten.
One of the nice things about attempting to run a business with a sustainable ethos is that you end up rubbing shoulders with like-minded people. Like Outspoken Delivery, the cycle couriers I share an office with. Like - because the lads at Outspoken have an organic veg box delivered to our office every week - like COFCo, the Cambridge Organic Food Company , whose driver turns up every Wednesday, stops for a chat, and nips out the back for a tinkle. (I wonder - does he have regular customers on the other days of the week that he knows will be in for a loo stop, or does he just have to keep it in?).
With a box turning up every week anyway, it seemed daft to continue propping up Tesco's profit margins, so I signed up to get one too, which I share with a neighbour on the river. So now I prop up the profit margins of COFCo instead. They are such a terribly nice bunch of people I'm more than happy to do that, and as most of the food is sourced locally I'm saving an awful lot of food miles, and hence CO2, compared to my old food habits. It's good on so many levels - so much easier not having to choose between a dozen types of potatoes at the supermarket; so much better not having to strip clingfilm and polystyrene from my tomatoes and stuff it in a bin; good for the planet and good for the soul.
And it's so much more exciting not knowing half the time what you are eating. Hey, I don't care, I'm going to curry that melon anyway - fancy coming round for dinner?