I picked up some balsamic vinegar & Billy Blue goat cheese from Provenance, and then stopped by the market for shallots, the first parsnips of the year, tomatoes, pork, ground lamb, blueberries (in the blue bag), white nectarines, tomatoes, cucumbers, baby greens, and beets. And beet greens – when I bought my beets I mentioned how much I appreciated that they keep the greens on, and the farmer said “Hang on a second” and came back with a big fistful of the greens that some other customer had asked him to trim from her beets and slid them into my bag. Thanks, nice Farmer!
I didn’t buy eggs this week, which is one of the ways that I can tell this experiment is working. I am a visual person. Two years ago, I could tell I was ordering too many things from Amazon and Zappos because of the cardboard box fort that began to form around my desk – it took a visual accumulation to indicate that there was a problem. This summer I’ve been a bit underemployed, and so I’ve been relying on relatively inexpensive eggs to be my primary protein source. Seeing eggs recur over and over in my photos tells me: Go easy on the eggs, and I will, just as soon as I finish off the 3/4 of a quiche that’s in the fridge.
I want to take a camera with me next week, but I have a faculty meeting at school, but it’s on my list to take a bunch of photos of the market and see if I can get some portraits of the farmers. To tide you over, click here to see the photos I took last year at the local market in Paris, where I first developed the habit of photographing my grocery shopping.
I wonder if he stocks the Slap-Chop or the Sham-Wow?