I waved to my cheese lady (yes she raises the animals herself that produce the milk for the cheeses) determined to finish my lap so I could start really buying and she yells out "Hey Kate, I have mozzarella today!" And I stop my lap and walk over. Talked a bit with her chatting about how I had been using her herbs de Provence goat cheese in asparagus omelets all week. She told me she would have cream cheese next week. I told her awesome! I had been telling Marko (the bread/bagel guy two stalls down) to team up with someone and sell butter and cream cheese. I was really excited. The Sunday Farmers Market is great for produce and meats, but still has some room for improvement on craft/specialty foods.
I continued on my way picking up the first tomatoes of season- yes they were hot box, asparagus, pecans, romaine, onions, strawberries- who the farmer knowing my son and knowing how we had chatted about how he takes a bite of berry then puts it back and made me a pint container of "bite size" berries and set it aside for when I came by this morning. I love knowing my farmers and love knowing that they are looking out for me and my family.
We did enjoy the fresh chicken, grilled, and a tomato, mozzarella and basil (from the plant my son gave me for mother's day) salad for dinner. All local. All delicious. All provided by farmers who look out for my family.
|Mozzarella on the side, due to my kid's dairy allergy|