One of the most depressing parts of winter is the farmers market. During the winter months, there are less than half a dozen venders. During the other three seasons, there are six rows of bustling shoppers. If you are not at the market by seven a.m. all the good produce is gone.
I am a faithful market shopper; during the winter months, I typically only get eggs and pork sausage. The market has farmers, wholesale and reseller venders. Saturday morning, my husband mentioned he wanted a BLT for lunch. I reminded him that I would have to visit the grocery store to get them. I then complained that some of the reseller venders should have been at the market, since Florida tomatoes and strawberries were showing up in the grocery store.
The farmers market god must have been smiling down at me this morning. When I arrived, there was a resale vender with tomatoes. Thank goodness, the tomatoes were green house and not imported tomatoes treated with gas to make them ripen.
Now if my two partners in crime, Debbe from Windy Hill Orchards and Linda from Marshall Farms would magically show up with peaches, potatoes, tomatoes and apples the farmers market would be my favorite place again. Hurry up Spring!!!
My mother gave the five-day tomato salad recipe to me years ago. The only problem I have with this salad is I can never make it past day one.
