A few weekends ago I had the luxury of shopping around the farmers market by myself. Just me and my camera. No stroller. No toddler. The early summer season is showing her portfolio: tomatoes, cucumbers, strawberries, peas, purple onions are gracing the runway. It's time to tuck away the kale and sweet potatoes. For the first time this year I bought tomatoes. The taste of those tomatoes, dressed with a bit of oil, aged balsamic, pepper, and salt, remind me why I avoid super market tomatoes. Real tomatoes are worth waiting for.
I've been filling my bag with cucumbers. I made a small batch of bread and butter pickles. Hearing Josie say "pickle, please" makes me smile.
If someone asked me what my favorite photography subject is, I would say purple onions.
Peas will disappear quicker the squirrels who are eating my newly purchased blueberry bushes. You little beasts! I grilled some a few weeks ago. (The peas, not the squirrels). This week some English peas came in my CSA. Knowing their appearance will be short means that I can't get enough of them. I shelled them and put them on flatbread with prosciutto, ricotta, potatoes, thyme, and honey, a sublime combination.
And, of course, the strawberries. These bursts of sweetness, sell out at my market. SELL OUT.
Get there before 9:00 or you are SOL (strawberry out of luck).
