And just like that, it’s asparagus season again!

Actually the farmers market posted that some vendors had it last Saturday but because facebook’s timeline is so random, I didn’t see the post until well after I like to go to the farmers market, which is EARLY. 7:00 AM when it opens.

I had a few kinks to work out of my farmers market procedure. First, Miller is closed from Newport to who knows where. I hung a louie at Pinetree, wended my way through the Water Hill neighborhood over to Summit and on down to the market. Once there, I snagged a parking place right next to the market. But. My parking app wouldn’t work. After a few minutes of futzing around with it, I remembered! The parking meters aren’t activated until 8:00! It would have been nice if the app had posted a friendly message indicating that parking was free for another hour or whatever but oh well. Free parking is free parking I guess.

As luck would have it, the vendor closest to Cygnus had asparagus so I grabbed two bunches and some green onions. At least I thought they were green onions. As I was chopping them, I realized they smelled like garlic. Whatever they are, they’ll be good. I didn’t buy a lot today because it’s another weird week ahead cooking wise. I was home by about 7:10.

Lunch at Casey’s Tavern (where my parking app *did* work). As much as I love asparagus season, I love shelling pea season even more. A little more than a month to go.

Well, for a few seconds, I thought I could end this post by saying that one of my horses (Neoequos) won the derby but instead the GG’s horse won. We aren’t betting for real money this year (that I know of, I don’t really understand “our” system) and I pick horses based on their names, not the odds. Which I don’t wanna bother putting any brain power into understanding.

2 Responses to “And just like that, it’s asparagus season again!”

  1. Pam J. Says:

    I wonder if those green onions (aka — I think — scallions) are ramps? I associate ramps with country markets b/c I don’t see them here in the burbs. In the spring and summer I occasionally take the cut-off end roots of scallions and stick them in a big flower pot. In a month or so I have a new crop of scallions. Tiny but tasty. Makes me feel like a pioneer woman.

  2. Margaret Says:

    Our farmers market has become way too popular and the parking is atrocious so I don’t go as often as I would like.