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When the Market
Master rang the sheeps bell, he would rush to buy his favorite picks before they
were sold out. I loved watching the chaos of
the market opening. Generally from a safe
distance and while eating a freshly baked pastry from the market. My reward for getting up so early on a Saturday
would be the marvelous dinner that David would prepare.
Each weekend was a culinary adventure of seasonal produce. I must confess that B.D. (before David) my idea of
a great meal came from the frozen food section of Fred Meyer. One momentous morning while David was filling his basket with vegetables, I noticed something new among the market booths. Displayed next to the fresh basil in the booth of Davids favorite mushroom forager were flowers. Beautiful garden flowers and fresh herbs made up into lovely tussie mussie bouquets. How much are these bouquets? I asked the farmer. Oh, those flowers? he replied. I dont know. He scratched his head. My wife made those and told me that I had to bring them. You want to buy them? he questioned. |
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