Another Thursday!

[azurelunatic]

This week at the farmers' market I came home with:

Six baskets of strawberries
One loaf of plain sourdough bread
One load of sourdough bread with cheese
A very large bag of sugar snap peas

and just a touch of sun-touching.

I always feel horrible about myself if I forget to wash and put away my haul and it winds up spoiling (whee, depression and low stamina!) but this week I got everything washed and put away almost as soon as I got in the door.

I've already had a handful of the peas, and I have a bowl of strawberries now. Whee!


This was the first week this year I'd seen cherries, but I didn't get any. I was pretty sure they wouldn't be as good as I hoped.

Okay, technically not a farmer's market

[rydra_wong]

But it was a tiny local shop selling groceries and deli foods, and I managed to score two bags of Agen prunes (pruneaux d'Agen), which must surely make this post legal.

The name is a "protected geographical designation" in the EU, so only dried Ente plums from Lot-et-Garonne in France can be sold under the name. And they're the opposite of the shrivelled, hard chewy things sometimes sold as prunes -- these are prunes which remind you that prunes are dried plums, concentrated sources of rich plummy goodness, aged like fine wine. They're dried then rehydrated, so they're soft and plump and moist and glossy and generally pornilicious.

I am grateful to the universe that my digestive system will tolerate large quantities of prunes (or figs) before any, er, laxative effects kick in.