The cantaloupes are really coming into their own now at the farmers’ markets and stores, and they make one of the most beautifully colored jams ever. I’m always surprised that people don’t try using them in this way.
Ron and I went over to the Bay Area last weekend to visit the folks at Posit Science (that Brain Fitness Program that you’ve seen on PBS during their fundraising drives) and then up to Marin to visit the daughter and son-in-law to be, Michael.
On the last day we all decided to hit the Farmers Market over in the parking lot below the Marin Civic Center (that wonderful Frank Lloyd Wright building with the blue roof). It was sensory overload squared. It’ s a foodie paradise.
The diversity of product was absolutely astounding- almost as astounding as the number of Toyota Prius hybrids that could be found in the same public parking lot. This is the land of, what I call “REI Liberals”. They’re probably all good hearted folks deep down but shoppers in fancy shmancy expensive ‘casual’ clothing and pelotons of matchy-matchy spandex ‘cyclists’ give me heart burn. I ride a bike. It has baskets for groceries and straight handlebars. I’m too old for spandex.
But back to the market. Whole aisles devoted to artisan bakers, exotic potatoes, mushrooms, flowers and the most amazing BBQ’d oysters on the entire planet.
But as you can see from my little slide show here, this place is definitely worth the trip when you are in the area. Heck, they even had a tent where several professional massage therapists appeared to creating some deep and serious blissouts for several customers.
Saturday, August 22, 2009 at 21:46 
