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To market we go: Madrona Farmers Market

October 7, 2015 by Beth Shepherd

This little piggy went to market. And this little piggy stayed home. This little piggy had smoked salmon. And this little piggy had none.

Friday Farmers Market

This is how we say the nursery rhyme in our house. Always have. Because for our family, smoked salmon from THE Fish Guys (and now a Fish Gal too) is where it’s at. Every Friday during market season, May through September, Little Bird and I make our way to the farmers market. In the three years I’ve taken her, she’s gone from stroller to standing, from sampling the wares to helping sell them (in her own pint-sized fashion). The Madrona Farmers Market is the high point in our week…especially because of her fan club.

Breadstick at the Farmers Market

First there’s our beloved Fish Guys plus one Fish Gal. Oh Wilson Fish, what would we do without you? Every week you fill our bellies with fish and our warm our hearts.

Let’s go see The Fish Guys, Mama. My excited is what I hear Friday afternoons all summer long.  And I’m sad, Mama. No more Fish Guys. I miss the Fish Guys, is her mournful refrain each Friday when the market closes for the season.

Wilson Fish

Two years ago, she missed them so much, she insisted they were living in our fan all winter long. The Fish Guys are in the fan, she’d state matter-of-factly. This year she wanted to bring them a few gifts to end the season, a few drawings and–appropriately–made a lovely fish out of clay with rainbow scales.

Paintings for the Fish Guys

Clay fish

Then there’s Rand of One Leaf Farm. Is Rand going to be there this week, Mama? If not, I don’t want to go, is what she told me several weeks running when I tried to explain that her buddy Rand needed to be doing what farmers do on the farm rather than at the market. This year she started helping Rand take in money from a customer and put it in the cash box. She made a few pennies for her “work” and is fascinated by the process.

Helping Rand at the market

I love watching her flit from market stand to market stand with spirited enjoyment. It’s fun observe her curiosity about “how things work” whether it’s putting ice under the fish to keep them fresh or exchanging money so we can bring home a bag of beans.  But I feel the greatest pride in the relationships she’s built with the people who grow, catch, and make the food we eat. It doesn’t get any more local than that.

Rand from One Leaf Farm

Wilson's Fish

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Filed Under: Seattle Tagged With: Madrona Farmers Market, One Leaf Farm, The Fish Guys, Wilson Fish

The Fish Guys

October 9, 2013 by Beth Shepherd

Excited to see the fish guys “The Fish Guys are up in the fan,” Baby Bird stated matter-of-factly a month or so ago, at dinner.

Making cards for The Fish Guys“What?!”

“The Fish Guys are up in the fan. Look,” she said again pointing to our kitchen ceiling.

Ah, the minds of children.  Since that evening, it seems that The Fish Guys have taken up residence in our ceiling fan, because she mentions them a least once a day. Not that this is a surprise. Baby Bird loves The Fish Guys. She gets really excited when we head to our neighborhood farmers market for a visit.

Dave, Tim and Gene have become Baby Bird’s best buddies. Each and every Friday afternoon during the summer, I make a pilgrimage with my daughter to the Madrona Farmers Market, where she hits The Fish Guys up for free smoked salmon samples at Wilson’s Fish stand (along with free beans to munch on from Rand at One Leaf Farm).

Fish cardsAfter she’s chowed down as much salmon as they’ll allow her to take (yes, she frequently cleans out the Tupperware container), we move on to the ice holding portion of the visit. This is where she takes out a large chunk of ice from the cooler, licks it and then watches it melt in her hand (or mine when she hands it to me to “take home to Dada”). She’ll exclaim “BRR! Cold,” while holding shaking her fists like she’s freezing (or very excited).

Dave the fish guyTim the fish guyThe Fish Guys laugh and play along, joking and laughing with her. I always have a smile on my face because I love knowing my daughter is forming happy memories of being at the farmers market, just like I did as a child. She gets to eat veggies and fruit straight off the farm, and get to know the growers (and fishermen) who make it possible for us to enjoy delicious fresh food.

Sampling smoked fishSeeing The Fish Guys is the high point in our week, which is why I was sad that our neighborhood farmers market season came to a close. How could I explain to Baby Bird that we might not see The Fish Guys for several months, at least at the Madrona Farmers Market. I told her that we could make occasional treks to the Sunday Ballard Farmers Market for a special visit, but they wouldn’t be blocks away from where we live. At least until next May. Minutes, hours and days are a big concept for a two year old, much less months and seasons.

Getting ice from the fish guysOn this last visit, we brought The Fish Guys a thank you fish card, and I purchased my “usual,” a pound of fresh salmon to grill, along with wine and maple smoked salmon which we sprinkle on salads and toss in omelets. We never cease to be amazed at the deliciousness of their fish. It is the freshest, tastiest, melt-in-your-mouth fish I’ve ever had, absolutely worth the couple extra dollars per pound I might save if I bough fish at my neighborhood grocery store. It truly is that good.

Ice from the fish guysPlus, we get to spend a few minutes with the fish guys. And that is priceless. Now if we could just figure out what they’re doing in our fan!

 

Take the road less traveled, Beth

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Licking ice from the fish guys

Filed Under: Food, Friendship, Garden Tagged With: Gene Panida, Madrona Farmers Market, One Leaf Farm, The Fish Guys, Wilson's Fish

Taking the ‘can’ out of Cannellini beans

September 11, 2013 by Beth Shepherd

Cannellini beans with olive oil, garlic and sage

Last Friday, while trawling my neighborhood farmers market for farm-fresh goodies, I spotted them: shriveled, damp looking bean pods, cream with rosy highlights. Cannellini shelling beans! Not a very attractive looking bean on the outside. But inside–heaven.

Cannellini beans themselves are white kidney-shaped beans, with a pale green to pale yellow pod that may be moist. Delicate bean flavor, not too dense. The shriveled pod indicates that the inside of these shelling beans are swollen and plump, full of rich bean flavor, and the dampness indicates the bean is still tender and ready to eat.

A shelling bean is any bean that is grown primarily for the edible seed inside. The pod is not eaten, because it is tough and stringy, unlike snap beans, which are eaten for the pod, with the bean inside barely developed. Most of the shelling bean crops are harvested when the pods and beans inside are dry, just before the pod shatters. After harvest, they are stored and sold throughout the year as dry beans. However, in late summer, some of these beans make it to the market in their fresh state – that is, when the edible seed is still moist, and can easily be bitten through. At this point the beans take only minutes to cook, not the hour or more needed for dried beans.

Fresh Cannellini beans

I think fresh shelling beans are one of the highlights of summer’s bounty, and I seek them out. Sometimes I grow them myself (favas!).  It is so simple to make them taste good–all the work is in getting them out of their shell. The shelling process, however, is an ideal time to keep your family and friends in the kitchen, sipping a glass of wine, and all shelling together. It goes quickly that way. Plus it’s a lot more fun.

Of course, you can always use Cannellini beans from a can. And I have. But–if you can find them fresh, why would you want to?

 Shelled Cannellini beans

How to cook ’em?

You will need to judge the time needed to cook the beans based on how mature they are. To do this, bite one of the shelled beans. If the bean is quite tender, if will need only about 5 minutes of cooking in boiling, salted water. If the bean offers resistance, you may need up to 20-25 minutes of cooking (which is how long I cooked mine). A pound of beans in the pod equals approximately 1 cup of shelled beans.

Where to get ’em?

I got mine from Rand at One Leaf Farm, my favorite farmers market veggie seller. Check out your neighborhood farmers market!

Simple Recipe for Cannellini Beans with Olive Oil, Garlic and Sage

Ingredients

  • Cannellini beans, shelled
  • Boiling, salted water
  • High quality extra-virgin olive oil
  • Course salt (Kosher or sea salt)
  • Chopped fresh sage (or herb of your choice), a few tablespoons
  • One or two (depending on how many beans you’re using) cloves of garlic, minced.

How to

  1. Shell your beans.
  2. Bring a pot of salted water to a rolling boil.
  3. Add shelled beans.
  4. Reduce heat to medium and cook for 5-25 minutes (I sampled a bean at 10 minutes and then cooked another 15).
  5. Drain beans through a strainer.
  6. Put the cooked beans in a bowl.
  7. Top with minced garlic, chopped sage (or other herb), and a healthy drizzle (1/4-1/3 cup, again, depending on how many beans you use).
  8. Give it a few stirs to blend it all together.

Seriously, that’s it! So simple. So delicious.

Optional add-ins might include:

  • a few tablespoons of freshly squeezed lemon juice
  • a generous sprinkle of shaved or grated Parmesan cheese
  • a handful of chopped Coppa, prosciutto or similar uncured meat

Cannellini beans with roasted corn tomato salad

We enjoyed our beans with a garden salad of tomatoes, roasted corn and basil…and a lovely bottle of crisp Sauvignon Blanc! And now I can’t wait to make more. Next year, Cannellini beans are definitely on my short list of veggies to grow in our garden.

 

Take the road less traveled, Beth

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Filed Under: Food Tagged With: canellini beans, Farmers Market, One Leaf Farm

One leaf is all it takes

June 13, 2012 by Beth Shepherd

Arugula

I love vegetables. When I was a little girl my father had an enormous garden behind our home in upstate New York. He grew it all: carrots, corn, asparagus, raspberries, tomatoes, lettuce, onions, cabbage, cucumbers, radishes, dill, peas, beans, squash, pumpkins, rhubarb, apples, pears. And we ate it all.

Some of my earliest memories are of accompanying him to the garden, plucking berries warmed by the sun and eating them right then and there. My sister and I would always sneak five into our mouths for every one that made it’s way into the basket.

As a gardener myself, I imagined introducing Baby Bird to the magical world of edible greenery. We would nibble our way from one end of the yard to the other.

So imagine my chagrin upon observing her reluctance to eat anything green. Squash, pumpkin and most things in the orange category were fine, as long as they came in the unrecognizable form of baby mush. Anything green? Spinach, peas, kale? NA-NA-NA-NA-WAAAA [baby speak for no freakin’ way].

Which is why I was supremely delighted when Rand, my favorite farmer at the Friday Madrona Farmers Market, offered Baby Bird an arugula leaf. And…she ate it.

Eating arugulaBaby Bird’s first fresh greenery was arugula. Arugula from One Leaf Farm.

Thankfully, I had my phone (albeit a Blackberry with less than stellar camera capability) with me to capture proof! Here she is chomping happily on a leaf. First one and then another and another.

I will say–sadly–it’s been a challenge to repeat this performance at home. But it happened once so I know it can happen again.

I have hope. One leaf is all it takes.

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Filed Under: Food, Garden Tagged With: arugula, Farmers Market, One Leaf Farm, Rand

Some might fend off a mid-life crisis by leaving the comforts of their corporate salary to jet off to a deserted island. Others might buy a Jaguar. I’ve chosen to dive head-long into my 50s and beyond by becoming a first-time parent. At any given moment you might find me holding a camera, a spade, a spatula or a suitcase. Or my little girl's hand. Adopted from Armenia, she puts the Pampers and Paklava into my life.

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