Squash was front and center at the farmers market today. It was 70 degrees when I arrived at 8:09 am. People were smiling. And sneezing. Apparently I am not the only one with "ragweed problems" who eagerly anticipates the first frost each year. Rest easy though, this post contains no scary ahhhh-chooo photos.
This young merchant, whose proceeds are going into a college fund was artfully arranging his produce.
These globes of tomato goodness were quite appealing to they eye, and had I not already placed tomatoes in my basket, I may have gotten them.
Remember that wee ironing board from a few weeks ago? Just when I thought it couldn't get any cuter... it was joined today by a teeny weeny shopping cart. Oh Katharine Ray how I needed you with me today.
This was my first glimpse of BIG pumpkins. For the record that cute boy with hair and socks that matched the pumpkin just happened to walk by and I did not pay him to be in the photo.
I came home with a most unusual market bouquet. Amaranth, ornamental cabbage, hot peppers, and some very sweet little white flowers. A perfect accompaniment to the table of pumpkins.
These Cherokee purple heirloom tomatoes are on the menu for supper tonight. Think pumpernickel bread, roast beef, cream cheese, tomato jam, salt and pepper. Maybe a frito or two on the side and a nice glass of zinfandel. We are sophisticated diners. Chris and I.
I don't know what I will do with these pears yet. Probably just eat 'em. With a hunk of blue cheese and maybe some of that no-knead bread with lots of seeds.