Tigress, who is my blogging hero(ine), posted a good link this morning about how to go to the farmers market. Early spring can be a time of disappointed expectations, with not much popping out of the ground, no big tomatoes, no corn or berries. But great stuff is there to be found — yesterday at the Issaquah Farmers Market there was local spuds, nice early garlic, the last of the leeks, greens and what my mom called ‘salad truck’. Radishes, with local home-made butter and French bread are a great idea.
On another note, my Grand Central Baking neighbor, Christine, is leaving to go back to school. I was unsuccessful in convincing her that graduate school was a waste of her talents but all of us at the market will miss her.