More than I have words for. I think autumn can speak for itself, don't you?
(Okay, a little cheat. This pickle picture deserves a little story-- we got these 5 DELICIOUS 3/4 sour pickles at the farmers market near our apartment for an absolute steal! I was drooling over the pickles and swooning over the samples, the pickle guy saw David behind me reaching for a cigarette and put 2 and 2 together and said "I'll give you five of these babies for a cigarette". Steal! And pretty funny, if you ask me. Not very Park Slope Farmers Market-y (aka. stroller ville).) But I digress...
Ahh, the infamous Union Square Greenmarket. We went to visit D's friend Jay- a "pretzel guy" (it's a thing, apparently), and left with a mountain of edible autumn.
Happy Fall New York!! That's what he says to me with that winning toothy grin!
Just in case you were worried, a sizable hunk of that Garlic Alpine is living in our fridge, getting smaller by the day!
That's Jay. He is our friend.
Heading home.
A tasty vegetable roast- parsnips, potates, herbs and TONS of olive oil. There's not much left...
Happy October everyone!
2 comments:
Glorious! Especially the pickles and cheese and veg (oh wait, all of it). Our market is only once a month and we MISSED it in October. So sad.
I'm eating my lunch right now and that post still managed to make me hungry.
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