This morning I went my local Farmer’s Market. I usually attend the weekend market, but it’s grown so crowded and I’m no fan of crowds. If you have a local market, try the weekday version. I had so much more time to check things out and chat with the vendors.  One farmer gave me advice for my garden. The only negative – no beeswax candles. If you want the bells and whistles, you have to stick with the weekend market.
I ran into this man who reminds me of a sort of hybrid version of my two Grandpas. He likes to …read more

I woke up this morning, washed my face, grabbed my bag, and headed out to the Farmer’s Market. I was on the hunt for peaches and champagne grapes. I didn’t find any champagne grapes, although there was a great selection of fresh-picked Thompson grapes.
I picked up some peaches, but they felt a bit hard still. The farmer assured me that they would be perfectly ripe by tomorrow morning. I tried one later in the afternoon and it was sweet, but had a mushy, mealy texture that I did not like.

Do you ever have trouble picking out peaches? You do? Okay, …read more