Farmer's Market

 I like to go to farmers markets and we hadn't been to one since the beginning of the pandemic. It was time. Besides, it was Saturday of Labor Day weekend and I needed a diversion, something more than just trips to the grocery store. 

Well, there was that short vacation at Rockaway Beach, and a Sounders match at the stadium last weekend with 45,000 people. But we lost that match and erased it from our minds.

So, Saturday, we arrived at the Puyallup Farmer's Market about 10:00. There were fewer vendors than in the past, but the produce looked good. 

I bought some local corn on the cob, some beets and beet greens, a couple of Asian pears (apple pears, which I like to call prapples), some Italian plums, and a bakery goody. 

I love looking at the wares of the flower vendors. 

Lots of beautiful dahlias and happy sunflowers.

The crowd was moderate, and people were enjoying looking a the crafts and eating goodies from the food vendors and food trucks. We have a new outdoor mask mandate starting Tuesday, but we wore our masks anyway. 

I noticed the trees already going golden in the parking lot.

With another destination in mind after we left the farmers market, we stopped at a nearby Starbucks for a treat. It was a perfect  day for sitting outside. Tom decided to celebrate September with a pumpkin spice latte and a pumpkin scone. I stuck to my coffee flavored latte and something chocolate. 

The corn and the beets were in the refrigerator, but I did remember to take a photo of our other purchases. That raspberry almond bar was delicious for evening dessert.

I needed an evening task, since I had been sitting for much of the afternoon, so I turned the plums into a galette. When we had Italian prune plums I used to love making one plum pie a year. Well, I had plums. I made a rustic pie, easier and just as good. I look forward to tasting it this evening. Will it taste like the plum pies of old?