The first farmers’ market of the season took place today. We shopped for produce between rainfalls. We brought home a few heavy bagfuls of goodies, but the star of the morning for me was the baby eggplants Miriam was selling at her booth. I gravitated toward Nigel Slater’s book Tender to prepare these gems. With… Continue reading Eggplant stew on a Saturday
The result of an early morning at the market. Brussels sprouts, Florida oyster mushrooms, garlic, basil, and a mango from Miriam. Baby beets, Swiss chard, green onions, and green leaf lettuce from Deb. Strawberries, blueberries, and heirloom tomatoes from vendors we’ve just met. Pumpkin spice Kombucha from Kevin, eggs from Alecia, and “dud” loaves of… Continue reading February farmer’s market finds
We came home with many treasures from the market today: Sweet Gallberry honey from bees pollinating around the Green Swamp, a warm loaf of sourdough bread with a crust so crisp you can hear it crackle when you press it by your ear, fingerling potatoes (what child can resist?), a bag of dried red tea… Continue reading A Spring Lunch
We all enjoyed our visit to the farmers market this morning. On our way over, we passed pumpkins, scarecrows, skeletons and ghosts on front porches and in trees. The fresh October air and spirit of the season seemed to coax many people outside today. Women carried their babies in slings on their hips as they darted… Continue reading Treasures from the farmers market
Today we made new friends who sent us home with a freshly laid egg from a hen that lives in their backyard. We also trotted home with a brown bag that held a paper plate all covered in foil, with slices of grilled eggplant (picked from the same backyard this same morning), tucked carefully inside… Continue reading Inspiration, 2.
Thursday night I cooked Shakshuka, a fiery dish I first tasted in Israel that consists of eggs poached in tomato sauce. I bought one of the spiciest peppers that I could handle from the grocery store, a long green one that curls around the bottom, and wore gloves while seeding and cutting it. My last… Continue reading Shakshuka, farmer’s market, and roasties.
Another Saturday at the market reminds me that our long week is coming to a close. Our days have been peppered with visits from both of our families, much to our little one’s delight. She thrives amidst all of the play and attention. My mother-in-law often brings lovely one of a kind treats for us —… Continue reading Thoughts on a Saturday, after the market.