I love farmer’s market fare but must admit half the appeal is the experience. Kids bound helter skelter among tents and tables, a lone guitarist jams and sweats bullets under the eaves of the nearby warehouse, a taste of honey here, a bite of cheese there, colors leap from baskets and bins to meet aromas of coffee and basil and dirt. I would bust out my happy dance moves but it’s way too hot. Somehow I imagined Alabama summers would be cooler than Orlando. We’re further north, right? Alas, I was sorely mistaken.
I need (or want, really) a sun hat. You know, one of those wide-brimmed, Scarlett-O’Hara-or-classy-Kentucky-Derby-spectator hats. Of course, once again, I must admit half the appeal of the hat is the ambience. I just want to waltz around the farmer’s market with my straw hat and basket full of local goodness:
Tomatoes. Straight from downtown B'ham's Jones Urban Valley Farm 
Zinnias. Cheap and hardy but oh-so-cheery. 
Peach cake. My own variation on a plum cake recipe from a friend. Yum.
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
all about ambience
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The peach cake looks absolutely delicious. And I must agree that the appeal of the Farmer's Market is somewhere around 50% ambiance, and 50% produce.
Sarah if I was in Alabama with you I would get a Scarlett O'Hara wide brimmed hat :)
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