Farmer's Market

Ahhhh, let me tell you, the farmer's market in Port Townsend was fabulous, dozens of yellow jackets enjoying the sweets, apple cobbler, lovely little pasties, brownies and bread. Mounds of squash, beautiful acorn and delicata flashing bright colors. Many tables full of apples, varieties I've never heard of. Brenda and I bought leeks and rose finn potatoes, greens, chantrelles and mini cakes, not much bigger than a thimble with a crunchy outer glaze, sweet and moist. What a fabulous dinner we had, salmon with caramelized leeks, roasted rose finn potatoes, greens, corn on the cob, goat cheese, sauteed chantrelles and Spanish wine. Ahhh, what glutens and what fun. It's the time of year, yes? The time to indulge in the abundance of the gardens.

It all began with my trip down from Bellingham to the ferry on Whidbey Island, foggy, with sun filtering through low clouds. Fabulous and chilly and a rocky ferry ride. Brisk air and sunshine. And then Brenda and Abbe greeting me on the other side. That's what it's called around here when you cross the water: the other side.

I was thinking on the drive home that really life is pretty good in this post-divorce state of mine. Not that it won't improve, I mean the heart is still mending, but like the author of Eat, Pray, Love says, there has to be some recovery time that is just for you. You have to have some fun, and the body being feed fabulous food is one good way to do that. No complaints about what the body is putting on, just indulge to make it feel better. Later you can do those extra miles to walk it off, right now just give to yourself.

Okay, so take that sugar pumpkin and carve out the lid and then stuff it with rice and sausage and vegetables, seasoned well and bake. When you scoop out the goodies, you scoop a little pumpkin too. Very nice and satisfying for fall. Here is a good book where you can find many recipes for fall soups New England Soup Factory Cookbook

See you shortly,
Flower Power