Okay okay, so we've eaten a little bit from our fields (for quality assurance purposes), but last night was our first full-fledged farm meal! Spinach, radishes, rhubarb, chives and bok choi. Luck is everywhere when one can walk behind a barn at 6 pm and go pick their own dinner. The fruits of labor are bright green and pink. The bok choi had so many holes we're almost sure it's Swiss. The holes are from flea beetles, and we won't be able to sell any of that choi at our farm stand or at auction, because hole-y food is not desired unless it's a dry wafer or made with grapes. Consumers don't want veggies full of holes, even though it's perfectly safe, even though it's grown organically. I don't blame them - I am one of them. More bok choi for us. Once sauteed, you can't even notice the damage. I don't blame those tiny buggers -they need to eat something to stay alive. It's all a part of the intricate biodiversity that keeps us all in check. The flea beetles didn't get to try it with that ginger sauce though. Poor little guys. Bring on the choi. We're proud and satisfied.