The Spring 2009 Inaugural Haul
Apr. 11th, 2009 04:37 pmWherein it finally gets warm enough for Leah to go to St. Lawrence Market for Saturday groceries and then feel the need to gloat about them on the public internets!
(This is a medium-sized haul, since I did not bring my granny cart and could only purchase what I could physically carry home. Or I would have got some fish too.)
Pears, four
Blackberries
Ataulfo mangoes. The number of the delicious yellow mangoes is three! Ah hah hah--
Giant ominous-looking garlics, two
Three pounds ground beef, destined for Chinese dumplings, chili, and my freezer.
Bocconcini, destined to be eaten before I actually make a caprese salad. But apparently it's cheaper at the market than at the local grocery store.
Ricotta, also destined to die by snacking before I make that lovely cheese and honey and figs toast--
(Crap. I forgot the figs.)
Parmigiano Reggiano, grated
Five counties cheese. Nom.
Pierogies, two packages, being the sauerkraut and mushroom sort.
Indian candy. I get five dollars' worth of this every time I'm there. Because it is one of those small delights.
Montreal bagels, six. The object of this is to bring them to work and freezer them, and then I won't have to spend $2 on a bagel and cream cheese on the way to work if I don't have time for breakfast. Since the six bagels were only $3.50, I'm already winning here.
Soba, a metric assload. This may last two weeks. Mmm. Soba.
Acacia honey, to put on that toast with ricotta and tomatoes and the figs I didn't buy.
And!
One aloe drink and one cheese crepe, because all this looking at food was making me snacky.
I still don't have pasta, or teafilters, or...well, figs. But that isn't the point of a market trip. *g*
If there was anything wrong in the world today? It isn't anymore.
(This is a medium-sized haul, since I did not bring my granny cart and could only purchase what I could physically carry home. Or I would have got some fish too.)
Pears, four
Blackberries
Ataulfo mangoes. The number of the delicious yellow mangoes is three! Ah hah hah--
Giant ominous-looking garlics, two
Three pounds ground beef, destined for Chinese dumplings, chili, and my freezer.
Bocconcini, destined to be eaten before I actually make a caprese salad. But apparently it's cheaper at the market than at the local grocery store.
Ricotta, also destined to die by snacking before I make that lovely cheese and honey and figs toast--
(Crap. I forgot the figs.)
Parmigiano Reggiano, grated
Five counties cheese. Nom.
Pierogies, two packages, being the sauerkraut and mushroom sort.
Indian candy. I get five dollars' worth of this every time I'm there. Because it is one of those small delights.
Montreal bagels, six. The object of this is to bring them to work and freezer them, and then I won't have to spend $2 on a bagel and cream cheese on the way to work if I don't have time for breakfast. Since the six bagels were only $3.50, I'm already winning here.
Soba, a metric assload. This may last two weeks. Mmm. Soba.
Acacia honey, to put on that toast with ricotta and tomatoes and the figs I didn't buy.
And!
One aloe drink and one cheese crepe, because all this looking at food was making me snacky.
I still don't have pasta, or teafilters, or...well, figs. But that isn't the point of a market trip. *g*
If there was anything wrong in the world today? It isn't anymore.