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I love how certain days of the week grow to have meanings. As a kid Thursdays were always big dinners with lots of families and friends, as I got older Thursdays have still seemed to keep a meaning to me and are my favorite. Since I’ve been in Colorado (that would be 14 years) Saturdays have also taken on a special meaning, they are Farmer’s Market days. I remember my first market in Durango, being in awe of all the food. Down there you are half way between the desert and the mountains so there were booths of eggplant and tomatoes next to the family that roasted green chiles, and then there was the mushroom guy, who each week had a new sort of mushroom to taste. It was like learning to eat again. I was used to fresh food during the summer from the farm stands near the cabin but I had never seen so much in one spot, and with such good music too. Since then I have always looked for Saturday Markets since the day just feels like a food day.
But calling Saturday a food day doesn’t limit it to Farmer’s Markets, there is weekly food prep, bread baking, and gardening that have to happen and Saturdays turn into long wonderful mixes of busy markets, gardens, kitchens and few local stores. Now that Spring seems to be sticking around we are back into the swing of it (of course the market is year round so I don’t really have an excuse).
Early yesterday Alder and I set out on the first part of our food day. We started at In Season Market where we picked up our cow share (in CO it is illegal to sell raw milk, however you can buy a share of a cow and receive weekly milk dividends) from Twin Mountain Milkhouse. We also found a huge pile of sunchokes and a few other veggies there.
From there we headed down to the Farmer’s Market for pasta, vegetables, seeds and to look at the baby chicks. It was a busy day, the room that kids were playing in this winter is starting to have booths in it. One the way out Alder had a “moment” with another little boy. They must have seen something in each other because we were just walking out and they looked at each other for a little bit and without talking started to play. Alder doesn’t usually warm to other kids that fast but with that little boy it was instant (hopefully they will be there next week).
I can’t wait to get the tire on my bike fixed and set up a cooler/protector for the glass jars of milk so we can bike to the markets instead of driving.
Click on the photo to see our future plans for the garden this year.
Even though April can be the snowiest month in Denver we started planting yesterday. Just the early season crops: Chard, two sorts of lettuce, beets, broccoli, and carrots. Kevin and Alder made the garden box last week from wood we picked up at the Habitat for Humanity thrift store, that means it’s an eleven dollar box with fifteen dollars of seeds and plants and eight dollars of compost. In the next few weeks we will get a second box going on the other side of the garden for the second planting, but those vegetables can’t go into the ground until there is no more risk of frost.
I had grand hopes of planting a few squash plants directly behind the first box but I don’t think they’ll make it since it’s become a pathway of sorts and Alder is only so conscious of where he steps. Since the squash don’t need the best soil I might just lay a few boards around the seed mounds to keep him out. We are also going to plant a row of tomatoes and basil in pots (sunk into the ground) along the west edge of the garden. It sounds like a lot of work but it will actually be easier to deal with the soil pot by pot and there is some concern about any free-standing pot, since we get people walking home from the bars go by our house.
Click on the photo to see what is planted where
I asked some friends the other day where I could get some fresh eggs, a few of them have their own chickens and I was hoping they would sell or trade with us. Instead they suggested that we raise our own. It is a great idea in theory, we would have consistent eggs and Alder would love taking care of the animals. The only problem is we have no back yard. What you see in the middle picture is the extent of our “land” so instead we are left with farmer’s market eggs, not too bad except I was hoping to help support a friend.
All that was left to our food days was prepping some bread for baking today and a stop at a cheese shop for some guilty pleasures; cheddar from Vermont and a fancy block of something else to go with the fresh bread today. Oh yeah we had a great meal of pasta, sausage, and asparagus.