Every other Wednesday a box arrives like a quiz I did not study for. Kale, sure. Radishes, fine. Then kohlrabi shows up and I google with dignity. That is wellness too—eating what the land offers, not only what the app delivers.
I split the share with a neighbor when travel season hits. Sharing food is the original community supported agriculture. We text photos of strange vegetables like proud parents.
Roast what you do not recognize. Soup what you cannot roast. Invite someone over before anything wilts in the crisper of shame.
Support a farm if you can. Your dinners get smarter and your compost gets honest.