At the market

On Saturday, Mother Dearest and I headed out to visit the Farmer�s Market at the Triangle downtown, which we hadn�t been by just yet. I�d heard good things, and boy was I not disappointed.  After all those lessons on hunger I�ve learned these past few weeks (read the diatribe I wrote on this topic yesterday, if you haven�t already), I was ready to get out and do some serious food ogling, especially since now I CAN EAT IT.

What is it about farmer�s markets that makes you want to eat�nay, revere�your vegetables? I swear, when I see bushel upon bushel of gorgeous, fresh, and organic produce grown lovingly by locals, I sort of want to stuff my bags with them (the vegetables, not the locals) and bring them happily home with me, where I could research recipes with which to prepare them deliciously, and then feel overall better about life since I just fed myself and my husband something that came out of the ground and not a can or a carton or a box.

But alas, buying loads of organic produce at the farmer�s market is not exactly cost conscious for those budget minded individuals such as ourselves, so sometimes I leave feeling a little down that the majority of my food purchases will have to come from the boring old regular grocery store, where I�m pretty sure I picked up that 3 Week Satan Virus because that place is crawling with harried mothers and kids that were probably just playing in their own feces. 

Anyway. Enjoy the lovely farmer�s market photos below, and definitely check to see if your own city has one, too! And then go there! :)

  

And here�s what I wound up taking home�

There�s definitely some toasted raisin walnut bread with butter and strawberry-rhubarb compote in my future, as well as fresh brown eggs, kale chips, and this panini recipe with arugula! YUM. (next jam by Confituras I�d like to try is the strawberry-vanilla bean flavor� can you say HEAVEN IN YOUR MOUTH?!)

Happy Monday everyone!