the joy of the farmers market

almost all DC neighborhoods have a farmers market, which is such a gift. the ability to get seasonal and local produce has become, over the years, more and more important to me. [i'll refrain from writing about my evolving thoughts on what to eat (including my switch back to eating meat after nine years as a vegetarian), but i do attempt to follow michael pollan's mantra: "eat food. not too much. mostly plants." and i try to eat locally (so much harder than you would think) and mostly in season (again. so hard).]

there are a few year round markets in DC - in eastern market and dupont circle - but bloomingdale has its very own farmer's market from may - november. i love the ability to wake up, have a cup of coffee, and wander down the street to our very own market. no cars, no crowds, just the neighborhood.

i have been eagerly anticipating the arrival of our market and awaiting fresh, local produce and the sometimes strange and new things to buy and try. and although quite small, the bloomingdale farmer's market does not disappoint



[kohlrabi, lettuce, turnips, summer squash]


[peas and potatoes]


[fresh cheeses]


[fresh baked bread]


[so many herb plants]


[strawberries and peas]


i look forward to seeing how the offerings evolve over the summer. the first week we went there was kale offerings, a variety of lettuces, and strawberries and not too much else, but this week there were also summer squashes, snap peas, potatoes. summer will just keep getting better.