Tuesday: like a lady
Most Sunday mornings, we go to the farmers’ market in our neighborhood. There are always a lot of puppies, and the Tallboys play on the sidewalk, and as far as the eye can see is a patchwork of Polarfleece jackets and stove pipe jeans. It’s very Seattle. I love the market. But lately it’s been sort of depressing, to tell you the truth. I like kale very much, but if I see any more of it, I am going to sit down on the curb and sob. All I want is a strawberry. Brandon has taken to giving me pep talks on the way there, just so I won’t make a scene. The winter isn’t so bad here, really; it’s May and early June. That’s when Seattle and Summer play their annual game of Hide and Seek. A single round takes something like six weeks, and it’s never clear who will win. Today it is 52 degrees and raining.
Anyway. I don’t mean to be a downer. This past Sunday, we did come home with two heads of new baby lettuce and a bag of sugar snap peas, which was a great improvement. I hesitate to say that things are looking up – it is 52 degrees and raining – but I am going to have some sugar snaps for lunch, and maybe I’ll feel more confident after that. In the meantime, I had to show you this bunch of green garlic. When we get home from the market, I always take charge and put away our loot – organizing the fridge is among my cheapest pleasures – and while I was unpacking our bags this Sunday, I set the green garlic on one of the chairs at our kitchen table. I just plunked it down, la di da. But when I saw it there, it seemed so happy and relaxed, like a lady in an old movie, letting her hair down at the end of the day. I had to take a picture.
Happy Tuesday, all.