So, this year we worked our tails off keeping gardens alive. This in the grips of a deep drought, no joke. This is 100% armstrong country, hauling
water and asserting that "failure is not an option." Even though we can afford to buy whatever veg from whatever big retail outlet shipped in from wherever. Nope, not if I have options and strength.
My immigrant forefathers and foremothers raised and grew their own food, and lived or died based on their knowledge and effort. Since I am here -- I guess they succeeded. But they also operated within community -- neighbours, church and faith, fellow farmers, all those things that made it work.
End of history and to the point: I am sitting on a surplus of
root vegetables, particularly gourmet potatoes, that I cannot possibly eat. I would like to share this -- and the massive labour invested -- with people who can use them.
It seems so simple, and yet it's not. These potatoes, for example, have not been chemically "stunned" -- they will turn green if not stored properly. And we didn't get to them in time to prevent potato bugs from perforating them with multiple "pokes" under the skin. Will people think I'm offering "rotten" food? Of
course it's perfectly good food - I'm offering what I eat, and it's fine stuff.
So, if I donated these a box at a time, I think it would be wise to include a small information card. Safe handling, first. A note about the bug nibbles (trim a little, but keep as much skin as you can! that's where the nutrients are!). And could a little bit of this family history build a little bit of community? What do you think?