Saturday, June 28, 2008
As promised, here's an update on my trip to the local farmers market. And, when I say "local," it couldn't get more local than that. Their set up was nearly in my backyard.
Okay, now I'm exaggerating; It wasn't that close, but it was in walking distance.
My mom told me about it, after seeing a picture of a guy I went to school with in our local (there's that word again) paper, advertising the seasonal event. He was representing his family farm, which would be selling their fresh produce at our beach every Friday night this summer from 6-9 p.m. I just had to check it out for myself.
Despite the forecasted storms (actually, you didn't need a weather man to figure that out; all you had to do was look up at the sky to see them coming), I made the trek down to the market, decked out in my "Support Organic Farmers" organic cotton t-shirt and toting my NaturalZing hemp grocery bag. I was styling if I say so myself. Ha ha. (Hey, I did get a few compliments; you gotta dress for the occasion).
Before the rain hit (the wind had already picked up, making it difficult for the vendors to keep their tents in place), I managed to peruse the market to see what they had, as well as pick up a few things for myself (oh yeah, I thought about my husband and son, too).
There was a berry farm with, you guessed it, berries. My friend from school was there with ripe and juicy peaches, various squashes and corn. Another farm offered a garden mix of greens, swiss chard, cucumbers (5 for a dollar; you can't beat that) and more. There were even stands selling homemade pickles, natural bath products, organic herbs and pesticide-free flower bouquets and fresh baked breads and pastries. Not a bad turn out for the first couple weeks. I'm so glad they put this plan in motion.
When I returned home, I took a quick pic of some of my bounty. Jacob had already started begging me for an ear or two of corn, and I couldn't resist sinking my teeth into one of my fragrant peaches. I had juice dribbling down my chin, so it was a good thing I removed my shirt for the photo (no, I didn't snap a shirtless shot of myself; I just used the shirt in the pic).
Then, I relaxed with another no-egg no-cream (the pics intermingled throughout this post are of the vanilla and chocolate versions of this classic treat), made with Brazil nut milk (although the back of the shirt I made in the last photo says "almond," but you get the picture). You can find the recipe on the We Like It Raw website. It's been a while since I'd made an appearance there. It felt good to be back :-)