Today is the first day of the year that my neighborhood's farmer's market is open! My farmer's market is the best. It's pretty small, maybe 10-12 vendors, but it's got everything from produce to plants to bread to cheese and handmade filled pasta. And it's all local. I got some goat meat from a woman who had pictures of her goats grazing in a pasture. More and more I've been feeling squeamy about supporting the meat industry and putting its products in my body. Buying local, free-range (preferably organic, vegeterian-fed) meat is starting to feel like the only real option. So.. I bought some goat meat. I'll tell you how it is when I cook it.
The star of the farmer's market this week though was the strawberries. Beautiful little red shiny plump strawberries. Strawberries that look like they can hold their heads high and say, "I am a strawberry!" Not like the mutant steroidal strawberries you get in the grocery store.
I have some cream left over from I don't remember what, so I sliced the strawberries...
...and drowned them in cream.
Oh my goodness delicious.
