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coraaThe farmer's market today was ridiculously lovely. We spent too much on meat, and fresh vegetables (heirloom tomatoes! a mixed half-pound of three varieties of shallots! baby bok choy! small potatoes -- red, purple, fingerling!), and lovely lemony queso fresco. Refrained from buying salmon even after the demonstration of hazelnut-crusted seared salmon, and from buying basil in great bunches, and from buying beets (which I love raw and sliced thin on spring greens with orange slices, or roasted with celery root and a little salt, or glazed), or from buying honey and apple butter and apricot jam, or fresh strudel, or sourdough rye loaves, or... I could go on. Lovely.
Today the boy and I are going to go to Fremont Oktoberfest to taste local breweries' beer varieties and poke around the stalls, and then we will return home for a solstice meal and more unpacking.
Tomorrow the hot tub gets filled.
I am so utterly, completely spoiled. Hello, Seattle. ♥
Today the boy and I are going to go to Fremont Oktoberfest to taste local breweries' beer varieties and poke around the stalls, and then we will return home for a solstice meal and more unpacking.
Tomorrow the hot tub gets filled.
I am so utterly, completely spoiled. Hello, Seattle. ♥