I was up early today...on purpose!
I helped out at the monthly market in Rochelle. Cypress House organizes the markets every Saturday, but the last Saturday of the month is a large one.
My job, as a volunteer, is to greet vendors when they arrive, remind them of the rules, and tell them their assigned space. They start arriving a little before 7.
After that, I know nothing.
But it was fun doing it last year, so I offered again this year. I was bothered by the mask....every time I said hello, my glasses fogged up, which made it hard to read the clipboard. But it all worked out.
Next topic: We have a lot of cucumbers. When Bob, Diane and I went to Holland to ride bikes, we made a lunch stop one day. I had cucumber soup....something I had never heard of and never tasted. I liked it.
So today I made cucumber soup. I found a recipe on line and tried to follow it. I have not tried the soup yet, it is in the fridge. I will try it tomorrow.
I notice that when I go someplace, I bring back a food memory. Mojitos in Cuba, fried perch from Switzerland, croissants from France, lobster from Maine, salmon from Alaska, pasties from the UP ..... all become something I have to have when I get home. Usually what I cook isn't as good, but it does bring back a memory or two. I still have not found a recipe for apple cake that I think I could make...that was my favorite food in the Netherlands!
I just hope the soup is edible.
Stay safe. Stay healthy. Mask it or casket.
Peace and Love
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