Komatteiru is Japanese for “in a bind”, or “don’t know what to do”. Today we were komatteiru because our neighbor called us up to his field where he has rows of cabbage and daikon that he doesn’t want because it has a tiny little bit of brown on some of the leaves.
We accepted more than we can possibly eat or pickle, but that is not so much trouble because we can always feed it to the chickens next year, or just dump it in a field.
We are a bit komatteiru because one of the goals was to grow our own fresh organic veggies, but the neighbors throw away so many that it seems pointless to even try with our own. Granted, they use lots of fertilizers and pesticides on theirs, so if we were really strict about all organic we would not even want to feed their cabbage to our chickens, but we are not that strict, and refusing to take them does no favors to the environment because they will continue to grow them and let them rot every year anyway, every year adding more who-knows-what to the soil, river (that eventually runs by our house) and eventually the ocean.
It seems that some neighbors grow more than they can ever eat or use simply because they have a field and they don’t want to be considered lazy by letting the field go unused, and if they are to grow something, it would be embarrassing to grow small odd-shaped bug-eaten veggies like ours, so they invest in the fertilizers and sprays so that all the neighbors can see how big and perfect their vegetables are.