Hello! I am still alive!
Very sorry to have taken two weeks off blogging unannounced. Every day I thought I would find some time to blog and I just didn't. You see, since August 17, my spouse has been travelling, making me a temporary single mom. Somehow, that, combined with a big work project, has resulted in my having very little time for myself :)
But I'm back now and with lots of foody things to report on. The first is my haul at the Moss Street Market yesterday. Moss Street Market is sort of a miniature urban farmer's market (not that the farmers are urban, I mean, the market is in an urban location) with a bunch of crafts and stuff thrown in. I don't go there much, but when I do go, I always love it. My two favourite things about it are the International Women's catering co-op tent (always a huge line for their delectable samosas, empanadas, curries, and more) and the playground. Whoever came up with the idea to have the market in the parking lot of Sir James Douglas school, with a playground right there, was a genius. Even fiesty little anti-shoppers like 20-month-old M'hijo can be cajoled into visiting a market like this. Here's my little monkey right after he took the pint of baby squash I bought and poured them all over himself. He's also holding a bear-shaped bottle of B's honey.
Apart from squash and honey, I was thrilled to find, for the first time ever, rapini. I have read about this dark leafy green, also known as broccoli rabe, and wanted to try it for a long time. But I've never seen it for sale. The closest I've found is something called broccolini, which is less leafy, more broccoliesque. I'm hoping to cook it up with some Galloping Goose Italian sausage tomorrow.
I also bought a spider wort plant, having fallen in love with the electric purple blooms the day before when I saw them for the first time in a garden. But the pièce de résistance was this:
Real good Mexican tamales! Hot to eat right away or frozen to take home! 3.50 a piece!
Mole, salsa verde, and poblano! For sale in Victoria, which is located, don't forget, in the Great White North. A real miracle find, to be sure. I was so excited that I forgot I hardly had any cash left. Luckily, the owner of the tamale stand, called, appropriately, Mexican Tamales, took pity on me and gave me a two for one deal. He also had agua de fresa (strawberry water), a glass of which he gave to the very thirsty and grateful M'hijo.
So, quite a good little shopping trip, if I may say so. There were plenty of other tempting veggies (bitter melon and Japanese eggplant among them) and plants (fig tree), and I didn't even get around to visiting the International Women's Catering Co-op, so I'll be returning to the Moss Street Market soon.