Check out my cousin Steve’s billboard in Detroit — at the Lodge Freeway and 7 Mile Road. — for those of you who may know. The guy is feeling it. Our fathers were brothers. His, Herman, a pitcher and a guard, is in the University of Michigan Athletic Hall of Honor. Mannie, my dad, played basketball. In 1930, his long, one-handed signature shot gave Detroit Northern the title over Kalamazoo Central in the last 30 seconds. The score? 16-14.
Want to eat more greens? Hate to waste food? Need a way to keep track of time? Subscribe to a local farmer’s farm box — as we do (The Back Forty Farm) — and all of the above will be resolved. Could it really be Wednesday again? Quick! Open the fridge, get some water boiling, find the sharp knife, extract a large bowl for a little washing, cut some garlic (good in everything), chop the bok choy, the tatsoi, the red and green mustards, cover the pot for a minute, sprinkle some tumeric and voila: lunch and a snack-before-the-Chanukah/latkes-party-before-Thanksgiving. Life is good. But you have to have the greens in your fridge. And you have to eat them. This week’s offering came with beets.