One of the most magical things about our trip to see our farmers in Hadley was seeing where the fields are located. I was imagining one massive field. I was wrong.
Hadley land is gold. It’s fed by the Connecticut River Valley and it’s been farmed since Native American times. New fields are scarce. Ray and Michael’s fields are scattered throughout Hadley. We drove through someone’s driveway so Ray could show us the brussels field.
The reason brussels are so hard to find locally at volume is that they’re not a money-maker. Once the stalk is picked, it’s done. And farmers have to cut the brussels off the stalk before sending them out, which makes them a relatively low-yield crop. We’ve depleted our supply of local brussels. So with a heavy heart we must announce that we’re only going to have the Brussels Sprout Sandwich company-wide for another week (last day is Wednesday 11/26). After Thanksgiving you’ll have to become a Brussels pilgrim to the MIT truck only.