After missing the Farmers' Market every other week (last Sunday I slept the entire day away, to my great chagrin and embarrassment), I finally went! Of course, I am dizzy with the lack of sleep, since I keep forgetting that no, it's really not a good idea to start Tamora Pierce's Circle of Magic: Sandry's Book at two in the morning (I blame rachelmanija , who was the one who recced this series to me), especially when you have a very bad case of "Oh, just another chapter!"
But I managed to haul my lazy butt out of bed anyhow! Triumph! And I was rewarded with PEAS!!!!! Whoo! Although they're probably much starchier and less sweet, given that it's the end of summer... but I don't care! I haven't had peas since August! I will have peas even if it kills me!
Alas, I think today is officially the last day for peaches and pluots for some vendors, and my usual pluot vendor only had one variety this time (and a not very sweet one at that). Sigh. On the other hand, I saw even more apples this time than I did a fortnight ago (whee! I used "fortnight" in a sentence! I feel very Anne-of-Green-Gable-y). And apple cider. Must get some next time. And this is the first time I've seen pumpkins! I wonder if there will be sugar pumpkins... I want to try making pumpkin soup (although it sort of scares me as well).
Other gets included green onion bread, grapes (I never realized grapes could be so yummy until the market), some more heirloom tomatoes, a meat pasty and a mini strawberry rhubarb pie. I am amused that rhubarb is poisonous! Well, not the stems, but, you know. It's sort of like the farmers' market version of fugu? I was also quite sad to see that the guy who had been there selling frozen dumplings (the Chinese kind that you boil, shuei jiao) wasn't there this time. Maybe next time.
And then the fooding continued with a Whole Foods run, in which I got two seafood soups (clam chowder and salmon chowder). I sadly tried the seafood gumbo after already filling two bowls with soup to find it was spicy and delicious and... that I should probably not get any more soup. I also ran down the cheese aisle and sampled everything there was to be sampled. I love cheese aisles with samples. Antonio's is even better because I swear, they had samples of half of their cheeses! I just went up and down the thing and ate everything. Hey! I am a cheese newbie! (well, I was back then... the boy was very much not a cheese newbie and got me into cheese. Mmmm, cheese.) How else is one to learn except in the supermarket aisles? Well, it was also nice when the boy would buy tons of cheeses so I could snurch them.
Note to self: finagle your way into cheese parties.
On the other hand, last time I was home, it looked like my dad was sticking his toes into the cheese world, having already gone off the deep end of the wine world for several years. I so hit on my parents for free good food. I blame my foodiness all on them ;). I mean, I totally inherited my mom's sweet tooth! It is sad to see us walk by an ice cream store, as we are completely unable to resist.
And I got a pumpkin risotto cake! I have no idea what it is, but it certainly sounded interesting! And two grilled onions.
Note to self: be smart and grill your own onions next time. Or, eh, broil them? As you are sadly lacking a grill.
Anyhow, despite the wonderfulness that is Whole Foods, I still was snobby and somewhat stuck my nose up at the produce department. *pats Farmers' Market*
But Whole Foods has very good prepared foods! Plus, they have an olive bar. Mmmm, olives. I didn't get any this time, but maybe next time they'll have the small herby black olives that I really like. The one I tried today was too salty for me -- haven't had olives in a while and must have gotten unaccustomed.
I was also greatly tempted by the boxes of ready-made sushi, but figuratively hit myself on the head to remind self that ready-made sushi pales in comparison to real sushi and that I am always a little grumpy at them because the rice firms up too much and loses part of the good, sticky, contrasty texture.
The thought of autumn still makes me sad because I sniffle at the waning sunshine and the lack of stone fruits, but it makes me happier to think of it as a season of harvest instead. Harvest=food=happy.
Lalalalala, I love food!