This morning I took a delightful stroll up through Prospect Park to the Grand Army Plaza greenmarket. It was warm and sunny and all the trees were in bloom and the air smelled amazing. I got to the top of the park and was greeted by a klezmer band, spontaneous dancing, and piles and piles of fresh spinach, leeks and cut herbs. I brought home my first asparagus of the season, some leeks, a bunch of chives, a half dozen eggs, and a geranium to brighten up my kitchen. That little brown thing in the paper bag that looks like a small woodland creature is, in fact, a small woodland creature– a hen of the woods mushroom. I hear they can be found in the same wooded park where the raspberries grow if you know where to look.
This week my friend Amy emailed me to see if I wanted to go to the farmers market together today. I wasn’t feeling too optimistic about what we would find there, but I hadn’t seen Amy in ages, so I figured why not? We tried a bunch different sheep’s milk cheeses. I got a piece of the regular aged one and Amy went the smoked variety. We each got a package of really delicious looking bacon and I got some eggs and some milk. When I went to pay for my onions I was surprised to spot something green. Among the onions and parsnips and rutebegas we found a bin of what I think was called wintercress. It has a delightful peppery flavor, like a cross between watercress and mustard greens. Not bad for January.
Somehow I seemed to have missed an entire month of the farmers market. I don’t know what happened. I didn’t eat enough zucchini to get sick of it and I certainly haven’t had my fill of tomatoes. I think I only had corn on the cob twice. Yesterday I finally made it back to the market and alongside the peaches were pears. There were grapes too. Then I stopped to take this picture and when I looked down, at my feet was a crate full of acorn squash. Acorn squash!Continue reading →
For as long as I can remember my mom has been lamenting the price of corn. She can’t buy corn without remarking that it used to be a dozen for a dollar. Never mind that corn hasn’t been a dollar a dozen for at least 20 years. Yesterday it was two for a dollar.Continue reading →
Apparently it’s a very good year for peaches. I don’t know what exactly constitutes a good year for peaches weather wise, but the farmer said these were the best peaches we’ve had in five years. He said they’d be the sweetest peaches I’d ever tasted.Continue reading →