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wandering eye
Feb. 1st, 2009 10:10 amWell here we are. It is Sunday. Day of rest and stuff.
Yesterday morning I went to the Pike Place Market and stocked up on appropriate staples; namely spices. They are such nice people at the Spice Market. They seem to know that I will always buy cumin, pernigotti cocoa and cinnamon every time I come in. I was thisclose to buying a newer salt they had. It comes from Australia I think. But I already have enough salts in my cupboard and I don't need to be that person from Stuff White People Like. I went to my butcher and bought up some things, The guy always gives me a hard time and says, "that will only hold you through tomorrow." Their leg of lamb looked really good. None this week but maybe at a later date. I like coming down early saturday morning before most of the tourists are out and not everything is opened. You can see all the daily vendors crowding around with their coffee and cigarettes and waiting to get their number. My Mother who was a vendor there once upon a time explained once how there was a hierarchy (I think partly based on how many days of the week you turned up and so on) and so the least coveted spots are on the cement slabs that are not protected from the wind or elements. On a Summer day it isn't too bad (you mostly run the risk of a sunburn) but in the winter it can be tough. But you don't have that many people on the slabs in the winter. You can see the vendors coming up through this one freight elevator with their stock and display stuff. You can walk in the middle of the street a little more easily too. You don't have to over power some tourist in their SUV. You can also see the piles of ice from the fish stalls. They will take their excess and leave it on the edge of the street where it quickly melts. It is probably the one time of day when there isn't a giant line at Le Panier. I like their mille feuille, even if they are kind of a messy thing to eat without a fork. Yesterday I had a hom bow for breakfast. So fresh and hot. Even if they are pricier than they are down in the International District I still like them. Also Piroshki Piroshki wasn't opened yet. I am a fan of bun/pastry objects with meat products in them. Mmmmm.
The first few months after my son was born and we had the monthly visits to the doctor -which were soooooooo emotionally excruciating; (faithful readers of my LJ will remember all of the problems with weight-gain and the doctor getting at me because he wasn't a fat kid and coming up with something that was wrong with him every visit, when there actually wasn't anything wrong with him.) I would reward myself with a piroshki from the small place on the ground floor of the building of the pediatrician. Thank you piroshkis for getting me through a hard time.
So, it was a good trip to the market. Had a look at the magazines at the newstand, looked at some sausages and then some apples and then it was time to go home.
I think tonight there will be sausage rolls for dinner. Because we are sophisticated people.
Yesterday morning I went to the Pike Place Market and stocked up on appropriate staples; namely spices. They are such nice people at the Spice Market. They seem to know that I will always buy cumin, pernigotti cocoa and cinnamon every time I come in. I was thisclose to buying a newer salt they had. It comes from Australia I think. But I already have enough salts in my cupboard and I don't need to be that person from Stuff White People Like. I went to my butcher and bought up some things, The guy always gives me a hard time and says, "that will only hold you through tomorrow." Their leg of lamb looked really good. None this week but maybe at a later date. I like coming down early saturday morning before most of the tourists are out and not everything is opened. You can see all the daily vendors crowding around with their coffee and cigarettes and waiting to get their number. My Mother who was a vendor there once upon a time explained once how there was a hierarchy (I think partly based on how many days of the week you turned up and so on) and so the least coveted spots are on the cement slabs that are not protected from the wind or elements. On a Summer day it isn't too bad (you mostly run the risk of a sunburn) but in the winter it can be tough. But you don't have that many people on the slabs in the winter. You can see the vendors coming up through this one freight elevator with their stock and display stuff. You can walk in the middle of the street a little more easily too. You don't have to over power some tourist in their SUV. You can also see the piles of ice from the fish stalls. They will take their excess and leave it on the edge of the street where it quickly melts. It is probably the one time of day when there isn't a giant line at Le Panier. I like their mille feuille, even if they are kind of a messy thing to eat without a fork. Yesterday I had a hom bow for breakfast. So fresh and hot. Even if they are pricier than they are down in the International District I still like them. Also Piroshki Piroshki wasn't opened yet. I am a fan of bun/pastry objects with meat products in them. Mmmmm.
The first few months after my son was born and we had the monthly visits to the doctor -which were soooooooo emotionally excruciating; (faithful readers of my LJ will remember all of the problems with weight-gain and the doctor getting at me because he wasn't a fat kid and coming up with something that was wrong with him every visit, when there actually wasn't anything wrong with him.) I would reward myself with a piroshki from the small place on the ground floor of the building of the pediatrician. Thank you piroshkis for getting me through a hard time.
So, it was a good trip to the market. Had a look at the magazines at the newstand, looked at some sausages and then some apples and then it was time to go home.
I think tonight there will be sausage rolls for dinner. Because we are sophisticated people.
