It sounds like the market has provided you with yet another choice … the choice of not having to choose individual vegetables 
Definately a good thing … I myself am horribly confused when I have to choose criteria at a granularity smaller than I actually care about. 1% milk? 2% milk? Help!
You’re right; I suppose what I’m really saying is that I am voluntarily restricting the range of choices to which I will expose myself (i.e., I can choose something out of the box, rather than something out of the entire A to Z of vegetables. But in any case, the effect was rather the opposite of what might have been expected - not a feeling of hardship and lack at all, but one of enrichment and intrigue; although I get to see a list of what is planned for next week’s box when I place my order, there are usually a couple of substitutions; Friday is accompanied by a little rush of excitement to see what surprises lay in store in this week’s box.
Picky about what you will eat, or picky about quality?
Pomegranates are exactly what I was going to mention. I love them, and I eagerly await pomegranate season every year. I don’t know why they’re the only fruit that isn’t available at an inflated price out of season, but there you are. The fact that they feature prominently in our religious rituals around that time is a bonus.
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The other problem with everything now having 57 varieties is that by the time I pick one and decide I like it, chances are next time I look for it it will be discontinued or changed. 500 types of yogurt cannot all compete against each other and survive, and inevitably the one I like is a goner. So I am faced with choosing a new kind next time. This is happening now with diet soda. Plus different stores stock different kinds.
I would rather have companies pick 2 varieties and do them well than send out 8 and then discontinue 4 when they fail. Do your market research before launching your product!
I agree about the produce in season as well. I grow my own tomatoes now and man can I tell the difference.
Calling a store-bought tomato and a home-grown tomato by the same name doesn’t even seem right.
You make a good point about losing our favourites, too. Human beings don’t like change; once we decide we like something, we tend to stick with it. All the products coming and going is another source of discomfort.
Indeed. I’ll eat the tomatoes I grow, straight off the vine, like I was eating an apple. (If I could find apples that didn’t taste like mushy sawdust.) Tomatoes from the grocery are OK for getting lost in a salad, or putting a slice on a burger or BLT, but that’s about it.
I’m the same way about my brief raspberry season each July. They ripen like crazy for two weeks or so, during which time I pick all I can. Then it’s wait until next year.
First, just to get this out of there, I find it amusing that a thread about the advantages of fewer food options was started by someone whose Doper name means “eat all.” 
Anyway, reduced choice isn’t just a life enriching experience, it’s a necessity. The defining element of human societies, without which homo sapiens sapiens doesn’t stick around long enough for us to have this conversation (much less have it on a virtual message board), is the passing down of vital information from one generation to the next. Like, Og will say to his son Ugh, “You know son, soon you’ll have to take over running the cave for me. Let me tell you how to make the fire each night.” If Og didn’t do that, the secret of fire would be lost until someone else figured out all over again, and then we’d never get to things like tapioca pudding, pogo sticks, and chia pets (although I suppose we could have done without the chia pets).
Now, if you have a bunch of young Ughs, and all the Ogs are telling them to make the fire just this and that way, then if the Ughs want fire, they don’t really have a choice, do they? The same goes for clothes, gathering food, and just about everything else. So the point is (yeah, I do have one) is that diminished choice is the price we pay for progess.
When I was a kid I eagerly awaited certain times of the year because then I could indulge in favorite foods which weren’t available at other times. Everything had its season at my house, even popcorn (winter only-don’t ask, I don’t know, it just was). I used to think to my child self that paradise must be when you could have whatever food you wanted all year around. When I grew up I put this plan into practice and was thrilled… at first. Over time, happiness waned. Special foods were ordinary now. The glamour was gone. Ah, well, such is the price of adulthood I thought.
Over the past few years I’ve taken more interest in local produce, shopping at the farmer’s market and that sort of thing. Primarily in search of vegetables that taste less like plastic and more like organic things. Consequently I’ve been sort of eating with the seasons again and I find a renewed pleasure akin to that which I enjoyed as a kid. It’s amazing, isn’t it?
I really like the idea of community-supported agriculture. People buy a share in the coming season and receive a share of the resulting crops. You don’t know exactly what you’ll get but it will be utterly fresh, tasty, and locally grown by small farms that otherwise couldn’t exist. I just wish there was one in my area, darn it.
Picky about what I eat. I watch quality, too, but I guess that was assumed, for the most part (I mean, doesn’t everyone?).
I do like to support local farmer’s markets–and I won’t buy a store tomato. I grow cherry tomatoes in a large pot on my back deck–couldn’t be easier and they have so much more flavor.
I hope your enthusiasm continues through the winter and spring - you’d better like kale (or chard, if you’re lucky) and root veggies. A lot.
The first time I got food boxes, I was chagrined to note the constant, unrelenting supply of kale (or chard, if I was lucky), which was of course most of what I got in the winter.
However, since then I’ve been growing chard in the garden (it grows almost literally like a weed). Now I loves me some kale (or chard, or collards, yum) and I look forward to weekly deliveries this winter. And now I know literally dozens of nice ways to cook them. (Nicest, of course, with lots and lots of butter.)
mmm … kale …
The list of things I won’t buy unless seasonal and organic is growing by the day. Tomatoes, salad greens, strawberries …
[rant]I haven’t had a decent peach in two years. TWO YEARS! That includes the organic one I paid $2 for (in the height of peach season, a mere few miles away from a massive peach-producing region)![/rant]
No worries there - I really like nearly all vegetables - in fact that might be part of the reason for my mounting dissatisfaction with the supermarkets - that these things matter to me more than most.
Kale is fantastic - just wilted and eaten with thick gravy roots are great for roasting. I can’t wait.