
I am beyond mortified. I think I missed out on my chance to join a CSA this year.
For three years, I ran Hazon’s Jewish CSA program, Tuv Ha’Aretz. During that time, CSA-related thoughts (vegetables yes, but also spreadsheets and volunteer coordination, and organizing Shabbat potlucks, and donating leftover produce to soup kitchens, etc.) dominated vast swaths of my brain, crowding out other important information like friends’ birthdays and the need to wash my bath tub.
I would complain regularly – even daily at certain times of the year – about people who could not get their act together in time to register for a CSA. Outwardly I was compassionate, of course, but inside I had no sympathy for those people who would send me frantic emails the night before vegetable pick ups started asking, “Is it too late to sign up?” What did they think this was, Fresh Direct?
After all that experience, you’d think I’d be a pro at signing *myself* up for a CSA. The first gal to send in her check, right?
Ehh..well…no.
Since I went part time at Hazon, I no longer run Hazon’s CSA, but three days a week I sit right next to the person who does. Still, it took until sometime last week for me to wake up with the notion that it was probably time to register for this year’s season, which starts in June. Checkbook in hand, I went to my CSA’s website to find out where to send my form and money. I was shocked to see the following words flashing across the screen like an “F” on a term paper: “Shares sold out for the 2008 season.”
“How could that be?” I wondered out loud to my computer. But there it was, plain as day: SOLD OUT (sucker). I began to imagine a summer with my weekly influx of gorgeous, organic fruits and veggies – and that summer seemed very bleak, indeed. I also thought about those rising food prices that don’t seem to be going anywhere, and how buying local food from a CSA is a tangible way to avoid high prices at the supermarket. Mostly, I choked up a bit with shame at the realization that I, Ms. CSA Coordinator herself, had ironically turned into one of those flakey members that used to drive me crazy.
Then, looking at my calendar, I realized with a jolt that it was still April. April! Almost never, in my tenure had one of the CSAs I helped coordinate on the East Coast (where seasons start late-ish, in June) run out of shares that early! Most of the farmers I worked with were happy to fill up with members by the time the season started – and if they weren’t filled, would accept those last-minute folks with open arms. Sure, I still could (should) have sent my check in two months ago, but in my defense, I didn’t fully understand the true urgency of signing up early this year.
So why the early fill ups? Perhaps it has something to do with the massive amounts of media attention that local food has received for the last few years. Perhaps word-of-mouth about the “secret club” for getting freakishly delicious vegetables has caught on. Or maybe, like me, other people are seeking ways to avoid those high supermarket prices.
Whatever the case, the CSA cat is out of the bag and demand has surpassed supply, with long waiting lists forming at CSAs across the country. On the one hand, this is great news! As Rabbi Shmuel aptly commented:
“With fuel (trucking) and feed (read corn, read petroleum) and the doubling of food prices, suddenly local food which relies on neither is poised to be a (financially) viable player since the true allure of industrial-ag was the lo price.”
He’s right – if food prices continue to rise, CSA could become even more popular (though I’m still skeptical that it will reach the level of ubiquity that Michael Pollan suggested). But this can’t happen if there isn’t enough local, organic food to go around. For the CSA movement to flourish, we simply need more farmers (like these folks and this amazing girl) to supply all those hungry local-obsessed eaters!
In the meantime, after sending my own “frantic email” to the coordinators of my CSA – the kind I used to privately laugh at – I was told that they *might* be able to squeeze me in this year. I’m not asking for your sympathy – I know I don’t deserve it. But you better believe I’m sending in my check in January next year!
Am I alone out there, or did other readers get shut out of their CSA too?