First up we have some HOT hot peppers. None of these came home with me, and Farmer Mike called me a wimp. But then he always calls me that.
Today's blackberries. Mmmmm... 2 quarts of these came home with me, and I plan to make some jam with chipotle. From what I understand, I need to follow the jam recipe on the back of the pectin box, and just add a few peppers to the mix. This means I will have to leave the house tomorrow to buy pectin and chipotle. Drat.
Okra. Blech. Even though I have lived South of the Mason-Dixon line for 24 years, now, I will never embrace Sweet Tea (gotta be unsweetened, with lemon), I will never knowingly eat Scrapple (every part of the pig but the oink), and I will never ingest Okra. Yes, I have seen Alton Brown's Okra shows, and I know it can be cooked and not come out slimy, but I am not willing to work that hard, especially when there are so many non-slimy vegetables available to me.
Now let's move on to the Fashion portion of our show. There is one photo not taken, but a woman came through wearing very thin white slacks and it was pretty obvious to anyone who looked in her direction that she was wearing thong undies. I think (and this may just be me) that if you are going to wear see-through pants, you should not wear dark or brightly-patterned undies. I'm just sayin'.
Then this woman walked through. I am not sure where she works, but this is not your standard Farmers Market attire. We mostly see shorts and t-shirts and flip-flops. Or a sun-dress. But this was black and long-sleeved and off-the-shoulder and on the front it had lotsa bling and rhinestones. Do you think maybe she is from Texas? (Sorry, Lydia.) And do those shoes look comfortable to anyone?
Okay, while sitting here editing and uploading these photos, I think my body temperature has dropped back down into the 'normal' range, so I can go about my bizness this afternoon. On my list of things to do was to make my tomatillo salsa, finally, but in order to do that, I first need to clear the dishwasher. Yes, in my world this makes perfect sense. You see, my kitchen is as tiny as the rest of this place, so counter space is at a premium, and most of my farmers market purchases languish in bags on the floor until I can get to them. So to make the salsa I need to first wash the veggies, then take out the food processor. To wash the veggies I need the sink, which is full of dishes, because the dishwasher is full of clean dishes and I have not cleared them out yet. Once I clear the dishwasher, I can wash the dishes in the sink and on the counter and fill the dishwasher, so then I can wash and cut the veggies and have room on the counter for the food processor, too. Do you see why nothing ever gets done around here? If I had just not purchased those blasted tomatillos, I could go stamp something! Sigh ...
Ah, well, guess I'll go cook something, instead. I hope to stamp later this evening and maybe get to my UHC card for next week. Maybe. Thanks for stopping by!