No, not the Confederate States of America (don't tell anyone, but they lost), but Community Supported Agriculture. Ours started two Thursdays ago, and I couldn't be happier about it. Last year was our first experience with a CSA, and we could not keep up with it. Between visits to the hospital and other life-type items, my compost haul next year is going to be incredibly rich. Pete thought that we should opt for every-other-week boxes, and he's probably right, but I am really going to try, now that we are all in the same house together.
Last week, I had to compost some spinach that went all gloopy, but that was it.