Every Saturday morning, and sometimes during the week, I grab my big woven basket and head for the farm market.
We have two markets, one on an island in the river and another at the marina. Both are beautiful local resources and historic locations, too. I love to banter with the growers and I try to buy something from each of them. My basket fills up quickly.
So far this season I've purchased asparagus, baby carrots, broccoli, garlic scapes, kale, lettuce, onions, radishes, shallots, and spinach. I've also found fresh eggs, wheat bread, granola bars and a few other goodies made with healthy ingredients.
I try to get there early for the best choices, and hurry home to begin the process of preparing vegetables for either immediate use, or sometimes freezing. Of course, our wonderful growers have already done this, as they are scrupulously clean as well as creative in their presentation.
Recently my husband inexplicably used my vegetable brush to scrub down the grill. Trying to figure out why would be fruitless, and anyway it gave me a reason to buy this cute little carrot critter/scrubber.
I have a strange fetish for vegetable people, especially carrots. Besides, kitchens should be fun and enchanting places full of whimsy as well as flavor.