“If you’re afraid of butter, use cream.”
Julia Child (1912-2004)
With the end of our happy coastal escapades we headed back to Eugene for what was supposed to be a quick skip & a hop of a visit before we headed south (things didn’t turn out as planned, but you’ll just have to wait for that story). Our biggest goal coming back here was to hit the Saturday Farmer’s Market, the reason being that…well…WE LOVE FOOD.
Now, not all love food as much as we do, I appreciate that, and not all think as fondly of butter as we do (Julia Child may well have been our spiritual culinary soul-mate), I appreciate that too. But I’d care to venture that few can withstand the tingle of excitement from a truly fabulous farmers markets. We always make a point of trying to support local produce and farms (in fact we’ve even driven “the beast” directly onto farms from Eatwild -> our favorite link), and those who know us will happily support that we’re quite passionate about how we eat. The market here in Eugene started in 1915 and is one of the biggest and best we’ve seen, jam-packed with food and produce that is simply gorgeous. We simply HAD to make it through here on a Saturday to catch the goodies.
And it certainly didn’t disappoint. From mushroom stalls to pastured meats and eggs, potatoes to greens, stands simply overflowing with crisp vegetables, raw honey, custom-roasted coffee and crafts. There’s simply something for everyone here. We managed to spend a few hours walking the stalls and chatting with the farmers, loading up no less than three times before we decided we’d had enough.
As it turns out we’ll get to spend another Saturday drooling over the produce here in Eugene, but I’m going to save that exciting tale for my next post. In the meantime I’ve just got to decide how to cook my fresh chanterelle mushrooms…hmmm…butter or cream…it’s a tough choice