Saturday, May 9, 2009

How to pick a peach

Ahh, the Durham Farmers Market. A religious experience for some, and an overwhelming feeling of "home" once you begin your journey through. Today I picked up a fresh loaf of french bread (they were out of the polenta loaf, which is absolutely mouthwatering), fresh goat cheese (from Elodie Farms in Rougemont, NC), local tomatoes as big as my head, strawberry preserves for Matthew from some sweet ladies who sell the best he's tasted, and freshly brewed coffee (50 cent discount to all who bring their own mugs!). I'm super excited about all of it, and have even had a hunk of bread before I put anything else away when I got home. It's crispy on the outside, soft and slightly chewey on the inside, and was baked at about 3 am THIS MORNING. I don't bake ANYTHING at 3 am, so I will gladly pay someone else to do so for me. And the goat cheese from farmer Dave puts all other goat cheese to shame, especially his flavored kinds (think dill, sundried tomato, rosemary, garlic, even strawberry).

My next trip to the market will hopefully include a breakfast bread, some fresh farm eggs, thyme and some of that amazing smoked mozzerella I had two weeks ago. Super creamy with an almost hickory-like smokiness to it. Fabulous!

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