A sticky, sultry day.
Went up to Broadway on the bus, then walked to Union Square.
A really super time of year there. Lots and lots of multi-colored heirloom tomatoes. Somehow I mostly stick to red --though apparently the others taste wonderful too.
Plums. I always think of the wonderful love poem
This Is Just To Say | ||
| by William Carlos Williams | ||
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold | ||
The sort of plums you pour cake batter on and pop in the oven.
The usual sort of green-ish customers.....
and a summer hat.
The beets were so pretty they got their portrait done (think Dutch still lives)...
not to mention the roses and the peaches
and the beets again.....
The afternoon was a mix of sun and storms.
I mostly hate salad unless the tomatoes are actually ripe. The pink things are chick peas turned pink from being in beet salad. Happy summer eating!
Hello Elizabeth:
ReplyDeleteA wonderful, summery, brightly coloured post with, of course, the exception of the image showing the rain coming down.
How we too love all these summer fruits although we should argue very strongly that the Hungarian tomatoes are the best in the world. Certainly the best we have eaten.
Such summer prettiness (I use this word sparingly, but could not find a better for for all the loveliness you captured)!
ReplyDeleteThose photo's made my mouth water especially the one of your salad.
ReplyDeleteWhen it is winter, I will look at this post again, and feel summery and fruity and fresh!
ReplyDeleteLovely !
ReplyDeleteI really like beets but they can be so messy.
I too enjoy nicely ripe tomatoes but not easily found at the regular market.
cheers, parsnip
Elizabeth, isn't it grand to feast on tomatoes that really, really taste like tomatoes!
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Already looking forward to seeing you so that I might talk more about this book. And also about beautiful fruit and veg, too. xo
What a lovely Wednesdday. I'm a green-ish farmers market shopper so I was drooling over all the yummy fresh produce.
ReplyDeleteYou do seem like your fruit :)
ReplyDeleteCannot picture this busy bustling city to sell fruit like this.
The thought of markets like that almost makes me cry with jealousy. So does the view of raindrops. Missing a lot of both.
ReplyDeleteDid you see my tribute to Wm. C. Williams?
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It's sold already.
oh how I remember filling my fridge with beets from Union Sq green market....before remembering no one else liked them except me....and I turned mst of the kitchen purple!!
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