Grey clouds and a cold North-East wind blew its Saturday greeting as Electra and I made the short trek to Downtown. A Sausage, Egg, and Cheese bagel for me, an everything Bagel for the Electra, and an Apple-Cinnamon Scone for both were the company to two warm cups of coffee at our local coffee house.
We followed our breakfast up with a walk down the block to the Farmer's Market to pick up our two weeks worth of vegetables, meat, cheese, and bread. The vegetables, though early in the season, look good. The meat and eggs are a treasure to behold. the cheese, being goat cheese, tastes and smells much like Soda Pop(my Mom and Dad's goat). It really is good, quite good really. Just very goaty. And the Bread, ahh, the bread...wonderful.
Seventy-Three dollars, a few plants, two pots, and a truck full of horse manure later we were home doing what we both love best. Tending the garden.
Tonight, it is Jack and Dr. Pepper for me, wine for the Lady, and an evening of good books.
1 comment:
Yes, I have to have the kind of goat cheese that's mixed with garlic and basil, or some such things, to hide the 'goaty-ness' of it. When it's very smell reminds you of your not-so-favorite animal, it kind of diminishes the enjoyment a bit.
Well, I guess he's okay - as long as he doesn't eat the roses or my garden. And Hugo likes him.
We missed yesterday's Farmer's Mkt. here because Hugo had a spa day with a couple of attentive ladies.
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