It's been a whirlwind of a week and a lot of changes are happening with Elgin Harvest. I've been feeling 'out of sorts' for the past few days but I'm looking forward to interacting with the crowds and friends for some much needed sharing and smiling.
For the past three years (almost four), I have been a vendor and very active volunteer with the St. Thomas Horton Farmers' Market. Through the market I've had the fortune to meet not only some incredibly unique artisans and passionate farmers, I've also had the fortune to meet and share my love of food with many of the customers that religiously attend the hustling and bustling farmers' market every Saturday morning from May through November.
St. Thomas Horton Farmers' Market is the little market that could. Run by a dedicated part-time market manager with help from generous volunteers and friends, the market is unique to this area in that it is a producer-only market. That means you either have to grow it or make it in order to be a vendor. The market is a small business incubator, has become a centralized community meeting place, and most importantly provides a lively, fun atmosphere with access to fresh and LOCAL foods and products. It's a welcomed contrast to the industrial manufacturing plants and fast food chains that can (and has) overshadowed the city in a monocultured cloud.
With Spring and the beginning of a new market season right around the corner, I know other vendors and market attendees are just itching to get back into the Saturday morning routine of picking up seasonal fruits & veggies, fresh baked goods, and artisanal crafts. While I wait for May to roll around, I'm going to make the best of my time by continuing to experiment with new recipes and culianary techniques and plan out my vegetable garden.
I might be exaggerating. Maybe love is too strong of a word. I'm certainly no less than amazed though. It's still very early in our relationship - you might call it the honeymoon phase - but I'm willing to say this might be the one. I'm learning more about myself as I learn more about you. I get butterflies in my stomach when I'm around you. You bring such intensity to my life and every time we part I think about the next time we can re-meet.
Yes, it's a pressure cooker. And it's awesome. I admit the butterflies in my stomach might be caused more by the fear of an explosion than an emotional attachment, but there is plenty of intensity and I am learning new techniques.
When I think of a pressure cooker, I can't help but remember the gigantic pot with the dancing cap 'chicka-chicka-chicka' simmering away on my mothers stove top. There are no shortage of pressure cooker horror stories either. (Exploding beans, steam burns, and charred remains sticking to the bottom of the pot, just to name a few.) The odds of these incidents happening are rare now-a-days as newer pressure cookers have come along way in the past few decades. Not only do they have multiple fail-safe features, there are also several new cookbooks and updated recipes being published to use with this new generation of cookers. They are quieter, versatile, and very affordable.
Eating. Drinking. Sharing.