Dear Friends,
Today was simple. I made pie crust and then realized I’ve given away my pie pans. I guess I thought I would never make pie again. Don’t worry! This morning I also bought pie apples at the farmers market under the freeway. I am definitely going to make pie again — this week! Tomorrow I’ll buy new pans.
That market is overwhelming, from the drummers at the entrance to the throngs with market baskets to the multitudes of mushrooms — my head buzzes for an hour after I leave. The farmer from Apple Valley told me he’d brought 700 pounds of carrots this morning — purple and yellow and orange ones, with those little hairs sticking out all around. By the time I got there, the carrots were almost gone. And when I left the market, a little boy had joined the drummers, and people were dancing all around them.
Then I stopped at Safeway for ice cream and wine, and you know how the simple chat with the cashier can go: somehow our quick banter led to the subject of peacocks … I remember! A bird had flown into the supermarket and was chirping and swooping but not really bothering anybody ... and the conversation went from there. The man behind me chimed in that he had eaten peacock at a wild foods get-together. “Is it stringy?” I asked. “No, it’s meaty.” he said. “Peacock meat is delicious. It’s pink. I don’t understand why we don’t eat more of it.”
Love,
k
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| The farmers market under the freeway |
2 comments:
Okay, so I once gave someone an address book in which I had added clippings and drawings and sillinesses in the alphabetized spaces in lieu of addresses. Under "F" was an old Spanish recipe for flamingo soup, which initially seemed so preposterous. But, when you think of it, many chicks are as flamboyantly dressed as flamingos, and they go tut-tutting around like little old ladies, so who's to say that eating fancy fowl of the pink--or peacock--variety is any more or less exotic than eating a hen? But it seems so, doesn't it? As though flamingo soup should be pink, and peacock should be iridescent and have eyes?
I am back from the Land of Oz and once more following you and Zing around the Sacramento area. I always said if I quit my job, I would open a place called Soup and Pie that was open only a few hours a day and had a soup-and-pie daily special, and maybe even chicken potpie to take home for family dinner. So, as a fellow lover of piemaking, I will await the photo of your apple pie with great anticipation!
dc
Welcome back!!
And, yes, the peacock soup could be a mainstay at your restaurant ...
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