saturday morning

June 28, 2009
In the last month, we have spent one weekend in Tahoe, one week camping and three weeks doing an internship at StoneLake Farm. The weekend of the Summer Solstice (june 21) marked the end of our internship where, each day, we worked in their organic garden and cared for their farm animals. Clearly, we were constantly reminded of the extraordinary workings of nature that I think we overlook all too often. I can’t begin to explain how much I learned from that experience but I can say that I’ve come out of it feeling great, with a whole new perspective on the land around me and perhaps a better idea of who I might like to be in this world.
**To be clear, Gavin is now in Oregon taking math and science classes and brewing lots of beer, the first in a handful of steps to him becoming a real-deal Brewmaster. I am in Torrance for a couple of weeks before I head to the Santa Cruz mountains to teach film at SDC summer camp for my third year.**
Naturally, the thing that stands at the center of everything I’ve learned in the past month is food - how it’s grown, where it comes from and what I ought to be eating. So you can imagine my excitement for the plan I had made with my dad to head to the Torrance Farmer’s Market on Saturday morning. We went to get almost everything we’ll need to feed the 60+ people that will be coming to our house on Friday evening for the engagement party we are hosting for my dear brother, Gannon, and his lovely fiancée, Andrea. I must admit that, until now, I have not been in the habit of going to Farmer’s Markets for my food (Although I had been receiving produce from a local CSA called Planet Organics for my last year and a half in San Francisco). But now that I realize the value of regular visits to the Farmer’s Market, I’ll never turn back.
We arrived at the market just after 8am and I was pleased to see that there were already plenty of folks there as happy as I was to find booth after booth of fresh California produce. Let me take a moment to focus on the California part - we are blessed with a landscape and climate that enables our farmers to grow a stunning variety of delicious food with amazing timing. We started by strolling through the market to check out what our choices were before making any purchases, passing by fruits and vegetables in green, purple, red, yellow and even pink. Soon enough, we were more than ready to start filling our bags, which we did with great enthusiasm and an incredible medley of edible gems that included leafy greens, chard, asparagus, beets, heirloom tomoatoes, pluots, peaches and cheese! The samples were as delicious as the produce was beautiful and the prices took me by surprise. I imagine you are taken by surprise too when someone asks you for $8 for 6 heads of lettuce and two bunches of beets. And on that note, I felt really good about handing that money directly to the friendly farmer, or even his or her 12-year-old daughter in between her greeting her regular customers.
After getting a few incredible homemade tamales from my dad’s favorite tamale seller, we headed home with a trunk full of yummy, fresh, local ingredients for our party. As we walked away, at about 9:30am, I noticed that the crowd in the market had grown significantly since our arrival. I was even more pleased at that moment to see that all those people seemed to have made a habit of spending their Saturday mornings at the Farmer’s Market, tossing warm greetings around to sellers and other market-goers. Aside from the familiarity they shared with each other, the sunny outdoors provided an energy all it’s own and one that is far removed from the cold sterility of many grocery stores. Needless to say, our Farmer’s Market adventure was highly successful and fun and gave me hope that people might change their food-buying habits for the better. And I couldn’t be more excited about the fresh summer menu we’re preparing for the party! I’ll let you know how it goes…




























