On a recent afternoon, my doorbell rang and I couldn’t help but smile at what I saw: a cardboard box brimming with blindingly bright blood oranges, Purple Ninja radishes, and rainbow chard almost too stunning to eat. There was also a head of Caraflex cabbage, which I had ordered to try my hand at a recipe Gohar shared on Instagram earlier this week. (The offerings, Fubini notes, will only continue to expand: additional vendors, such as the Official Unicorn I’m an Angel I swear the horn is only there to hold up the Halo shirt bread bakery She Wolf and Happy Valley Meats, are being added daily, while warm weather will yield an even greater variety of produce.) As I scooped a handful of short grain rice into a cabbage leaf, though, a tinge of sadness washed over me. I desperately want our lives to pick up where they left off, but this is one (delicious) twist of fate that I’m not ready to give up. Luckily, though, I—and you, dear reader!—won’t have to.