I tried a new lettuce from the farmer's market this Saturday. I wish I could remember the name. It was similar to a Bibb or Boston -- soft and mild and easy to work with. Maybe they'll have it next week and I'll write it down. I used it immediately with heirloom tomatoes, red onion, feta from Astoria and a truffle balsamic glaze we got from The Tasting Room in Greenpoint. Greenpointers, if you haven't gone to The Tasting Room yet, go check it out. It's new-ish, located in the mini-industrial area on Dobbin Street, and chock-full of Italian specialty foods from Puglia. And yes, there are many free tastes to get you in the buying mood. ‪#‎wegofarandwideforouringredients‬


The Tasting Room
108 Dobbin Street
Greenpoint, Brooklyn
718.389.7246
Hours: Mon-Sat 10-6

Saturday afternoon we dined al fresco. Thanks to the bounty of Jersey tomatoes and fresh basil we bought at the Greenpoint farmers market Saturday morning. The onion rolls are courtesy of my Mom from Anthony Bakery. They were delicious. And fresh mozzarella from The Garden. Now I want another sandwich.

An orange and a red Jersey tomato.


Rolls from Anthony. I want more.


Bounty from the farmers market.


We each get our wrap of choice.


Dining al fresco.

Look at these brussel sprouts!


I got them at the Union Square Greenmarket yesterday.
It was the best day to be there. Pies everywhere. And the fruits and vegetables!
A bountiful beautiful harvest.

I got the pumpkins from the brussel sprout man. He had a very kind face.

Hope your TG is a festive feast! Happy Thanksgiving!

A plain honest donut. This is one donut I can get behind.


Rainy Saturday apple cider. Wow, was it good! I had it hot.
It was like a Vitamin B shot! (energizing)

Last Saturday, I had a hankering for a farmers market donut and a hot apple cider. I think it was because I saw the same kind of plain, basic, unfrosted, unfettered donut in a Bugs Bunny cartoon or a Marx Brothers movie, I can't remember which.

And now all I can think is what happened? Why is today's donut so gooey, crumbed, sprinkled, glazed and encrusted? Why have we as a people have become so indulgent? I think we can use today's donut as a metaphor for something.

Passing through the Union Square Green Market Friday night.

Row upon row of delicious berries. Such a pleasing arrangement.

At the Greenmarket, everything transforms into beautiful works of art for me.
Even the repeting slats of the packing crates. Again, I am reminded of Louise Nevelson.
I think I have Louise Nevelson on the brain.

I can say, these red onions were delicious.

I am always amazed at the sheer quantity of fresh food that is trucked in to New York.
This farmer's harvest is all organic. And so delicious. He has a kind bearded face.
Look at all the crates! I am amazed.

The Greenmarket in Union Square makes me pleased to be a fellow human being. I love soaking up the atmosphere, studying the bounty, and of course, taking things home to cook and chop. Browsing around, there is a meditative rhythm in the repetition of the vegetables and fruits. I find it very calming and edifying. I still can't believe that this market is year-round, Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.

Sweet and delicious Jersey tomatoes for the sampling. Pure heaven.