Thommo and The MerryWidow have been banging on about the Castle Hill Growers Markets, normally held on the first Saturday of the month. Being diligent little local grower supporters and lovers of the gourmet and environmental, they get up and at ‘em at on each of these Saturdays to peruse the purveyors of fine spuds and smallgoods which are apparently much better than those bought in the shops and for TheMerryWidow to purchase her month's quota of fresh herbs.
I like growers markets, don’t get me wrong. I’m not much of a fan of things ‘baked’ or otherwise ‘prepared’ in someone’s probably slightly insanitary kitchen and am always a little suspicious of the odd blowfly possibly landing in someone’s pickles or preserves while they’re cooling on the sill but otherwise, I like fresh fruit, veg, smallgoods, verjuice, olives and tapanades . . .I just don’t like getting up and out by 7.00am on a Saturday morning.
So, taking pity on her royal groundedness, Thommo delayed her sojourn to the markets this morning and picked me up at . Very civilized. We met the MerryWidow there and had a browse. Got to say, I was way impressed. The quality of the stuff was fantastic and tasting was encouraged so for breakfast, and serenaded by a pretty young girl and her violin I had:
- Stuffed Olives
- Kalamata Tapanade
- Champagne leg ham
- Soy roasted organic duck
- Goats cheese
- Chili Parmisan
- 2 flat whites with one . . .
Embarassingly, I bought nothing as a quick visit to the Eftpos machine revealed that I have -$2.54 in my bank account . . .damn the multi access Visa network. Someone held off processing my latest card debit.
They're open again on the 22nd so I'm going back to stock up for Christmas goodies! Or maybe I'll take the family and we can go a free Christmas lunch.
Tight arses of the world unite! Come along to the grower's market.