Getting worked up over vegetables

“Hurry up and open it!” ~ Sam Rodabaugh

variety of vegetables

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With all the ‘box subscriptions’ available now, I am selective about what I’m willing to try.  It has to meet a few requirements:

  1. It has to be affordable. I don’t have money to waste on stupidity.
  2. It has to be something we will use.  See #1 above.
  3. It has to provide a good or service that I cannot get anywhere else for the same price point.

When I decided to give Misfits Market a try, I was curious as to how this would turn out.  Shipping a box of organic vegetables?  Will I use them?  Will I know WHAT to do with them? Will they be good when they get to me?

Sooooo. . . . .I gave it a whirl!

The website is easy to navigate.  You choose the size of box you want, set up the delivery frequency and enter your credit card or payment information.  You can also access your account to snooze a delivery, change the delivery frequency or suspend delivery.  I chose the smaller box (at the time it was just me) and scheduled it every two weeks to coincide with paydays.  The money is deducted on Sunday and my shipment arrives on Wednesday.

It was like vegetable Christmas when I got my first box.  It was packaged very nicely and sturdily.  Some of the smaller produce was bagged, it was wrapped over all in brown paper packing, with corrugated cardboard for insulation and protection as well as ice packs to maintain temperature.

The Misfits Market website states they promise at least 12 varieties of produce in each box — not 12 items, but 12 varieties.  I kid you not, they deliver on that promise.  I have received squashes, peppers, onions, potatoes, broccoli, eggplant, cauliflower, green beans, jalapenos, apples, lemons, limes, pears, collard greens, grapefruit, tomatoes, swiss chard, and other items — all delicious and fresh on arrival.

I had suspended the service after the kids arrived permanently because funding was a bit tight for a few weeks.  We resumed service this past week and the arrival date was a scene of hilarity!  I had forgotten about the delivery, and as we were settling in for the night, it dawned on me . . . IT’S WEDNESDAY!!!!  We have a box downstairs on the porch!!

We all three went rushing down the stairs, Savannah opened the front door and retrieved the box, and as she carried it into the kitchen, Sam was hopping along beside her.  As it sat on the countertop, Savannah grabbed the scissors to cut the packing tape and Sam was still hopping about like a grasshopper on crack.  Do anyone else’s children get this excited about vegetables???

Butternut squash, new potatoes, green beans, apples, tangelos, grapefruit, red onion, collard greens, broccoli, romanesco cauliflower, lemons, and green peppers — yep, 12 varieties.



This by the way, is what a Romanesco cauliflower looks like.  If you ask me, it appears more like a sea anemone that would be found under the water surrounded by fish.

Do I hear strains of “Under the Sea” from the Little Mermaid movie?



Now for the downside of all this excitement: In the enthused response, as we were putting the produce away, I opened a drawer in which to place the potatoes and onions and proceeded to slam it into Savannah’s knee as she was squatting nearby.  With the resounding crack accompanied by “owwwww” and the resulting catapult backwards onto the floor, there was also a gush of laughter.  Immediately following this, there was karma, as Sam went to hug me and rounded about,  promptly placing his elbow into my left eye socket which produced another round of “owwww” followed by laughter.

Who knew that fresh vegetables could be physically dangerous to your health?

P.S.  Misfits Market in no way paid me to promote their service or website, I simply am sharing my experience for a service that I truly appreciate!

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