Summer Saturdays often include a trip to the farmers market. Unlike the grocery store produce bins which are stocked with all manner of fruits and veggies whether they are in season here or not, the farmers market ebbs and flows with a harvest that mirrors the local turn of season.
I forget the slow start of the farmers market. In May I want the full bounty... right now! Instead, the message is wait, celebrate new spinach and lettuce, your tomatoes will come soon enough. And the kettlecorn booth is here no matter what!
Today's trip to the farmers market was perfect. There were melons and zucchinis, beans and bread, cheeses and honey. It was the place to chat with friends among the basil, to compare who had the best peaches, snack on some watermelon, succumb to the call of pink and purple lisianthus. I did not succumb to the purple cauliflower.
Supper tonight will be heirloom tomato and bacon sandwiches on Great Harvest bread. We'll have peaches, too. We'll top it all off with strawberry-rhubarb pie from the Mennonite bakery.
I hope you eat well this week!
(PS... did you know WIC vouchers are accepted by many of the farmers? Cool.)
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