You're tearin' me apart
Every every day
You're tearin' me apart
Oh what can I say
You're tearin' me apart"
Were the lyrics that popped in my head as I walked the booths of the local farmer's market. All the onions, oranges, tomatoes, peppers, and peaches were so tempting as I squeezed, smelled, and sampled the goods. Beyond the produce, the farmer's market offered several booths of fresh baked goods, soaps, honeys, nuts-mainly pistachios, dried fruits, and grain fed meats. I was thoroughly impressed with the abundant selection and all the wonderful colors bursting from the bins.
I couldn't pass up a wonderful trail mix including dried peaches and strawberries or some Kentucky bourbon roasted pecans in support of our future region. I also picked up some rustic sweet potato cornbread, a plump purple eggplant, and for Jay (that's right I didn't forget about him in my harvest haze) a smoked jerky that was so potent I was afraid all my other goods were going absorb the smokey flavor. I held off on the produce because I foolishly forgot to prepare menus for the following week and wasn't sure what we would need. I will definitely remember that next week.
And speaking of next week, I already have my eye on several groceries that will be making it into my green HEB bags. They include: agave nectar (which my friend Joanna has pointed out is a delicious sweetener for just about anything, a must try!), any fruit or vegetable, fresh honey mustard, and of course pistachios (I've got to get these, apparently they are the local nut here--hmm, a title Jay might be vying for soon) hehe. But the most important fair we must try are the tamales. I haven't mentioned them yet because they sounded so delicious, I figured I should save the best for last. There were a couple of venders selling tamales and I couldn't help but stalk them to see if they were possibly giving out samples...unfortunately no luck, I didn't notice any offerings. The descriptions of the varieties were mouth watering. Just take a look for yourself...click on the menu picture...and tell me those don't sound tamale-rific!
So sad the market is only open once a week.
"Nanananananananana"