A trip to the market
The farmers market here opens at the beginning of April, and it’s a lovely treat I like as part of my Easter experience. There is no parade and we don’t have a formal dinner with guests, so I decided to put on my Easter bonnet today for my outing.
I made a solo trip today, since hubbie was busy building the new deck. I knew there wouldn’t be much in the way of freshly grown veggies but I was excited to wander in the fresh air and gather inspiration.
I got some local cheese and fresh bread for tonight’s dinner. Since it’s more root veggie season I picked up some potatoes, and of course, carrots. Our local forager, Scott Moran, had the first dandelion greens too, which I couldn’t resist. Then I soaked in the atmosphere…
I decided to have a treat, and chose to honour my memories of French street vendors by having a crèpe with sugar and lemon juice. It’s funny to me that in a society which has supposedly mastered the art of eating and driving a classic street food is served on a plate with a knife and fork. (In France, you get your crèpe in a waxed paper cone, so you can eat it as you walk.) The Crèpe Bistro’s system for making all the different flavours was quite spiffy – they even have a gizmo for slicing bananas!
My spirit and my tummy were both completely satiated, and the wind started to kick up so I mosied along home. My hubbie just laughed as he saw me get out of the car with all my packages. At least he got a picture of me in my Easter outfit.