Cake or Death?

I just got back from the farmers’ market, this time with plenty of cash and no groceries in my house, so I had given myself permission to run a little wild. I was there by myself and wasn’t hungry and didn’t need coffee, so I wandered as much as I needed to. I beat the crowds, and I got:

• Kale, for making kale chips
• Fresh black beans (not dried! not canned!)
• 2 pints of raspberries
• Seedless red grapes
• 4 apples, Golden Delicious and Honeycrisp
• A wedge of blue cheese
• A pint of pickles, bread and butter and Carolina lime chips
• A pint of pitted kalamata and green olives
• Tastes of butternut squash ravioli, bison burger with tomato chutney, and broccoli soup, thanks to this
• A free sage plant, due to my participation in above tasting event
• Peacock feathers
• Boston lettuce

I want to add a bullet point for “hope,” but even I am not that cheesy. (I’m close, though. I really considered it.) Still, the market really rejuvenated me this morning, after a terrible, busy, anxious week. Plus, all of that was only $45.

I keep thinking about the beautiful sheepskins, wool blankets, homemade benches and all of the produce I didn’t have room for: squash, corn, carrots, sprouts, purple cauliflower, eggplant, marinated mushrooms. Next week!