Sunday, October 9, 2011

First Day Musings -- A Letter

If you think eating locally isn't important, you obviously haven't met our sweet and fascinating friends Ron and Ann. Should we miss a market, we are met the next week by a very unhappy Ron. I have to admit, I love it for many reasons! Mostly, though, it is because Ron and Ann make us feel like we matter and that our gals matter. Deeply. And so, an open letter to ...

Dear My Friend Ron,

You make me laugh! I am so glad you and your special Ann find our eggs so good that you are mad with me when I miss the market. It makes me feel like you really like me. Or the girls. Either is fine with me!

I promise, cross my heart, to never miss another market for this season. And, I promise, that you will be able to get your fresh eggs during the winter when nothing else is locally fresh and we have to either eat what we have preserved or things that taste like rubber, or worse, nothing, from other places.

As we have relearned this past week after buying the freshly slaughtered hen, eating locally is so much better. The hen we bought from our fellow vendor, just like the trout we bought a few weeks ago that were caught just five hours before we grilled them, was the most tender, most flakey, and nearly sensual, no, it was deeply sensual, experience of eating we have had in a long time. I cannot eat our hens. It gives me the willies. But, to roast a hen that we had not raised, but was freshly slaughtered, raised on pasture, and weighed, dressed out, nearly five pounds, was almost a spiritual experience. We only had hen and a sweet potato the first night. It was all we needed as she was enough in herself, actually. But, I felt rather guilty to not provide at least some semilance of a vegetable on the plate.

And so, I understand the dismay over store bought eggs. We had a customer tell us yesterday that he feeds his Jack Russell some of our eggs each morning. Just A  Bite, he stressed, because, as much as he loves her, he loves our eggs more and doesn't want to share them. He confessed that he had to buy some store eggs, too, and that even his darling puppy wouldn't eat them. She knew the difference!

I only have one request, please, Ron. Would you please use all your powers of persausion (and they run quite deep) to have Ann make just one more of the walnut chocolate pies? I dreamed of them last night.

See you next week! Promise!

Your friends,

Matty and the Mister

7 comments:

  1. I long to find such a farmer's market. Sounds like my idea of heaven!

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  2. It's nice to be appreciated, isn't it? (-:

    I had easy access (delivered to my office weekly) to Farm Fresh Eggs a few years ago and they were sooooo good - actually had flavor! Maybe I need to pursue those little delicacies again. I do love eggs.

    And after a week of suffering the effects of food poisoning from Fast-Deli-Food, I think I'd be smart to think more "natural" or home made. Uffda!!!

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  3. Hi Matty, it is such a wonderful feeling when people appreciate and honor the work we do. It sounds like you have two wonderful friends. I wish we had a local market that sold fresh food such as yours! Have a lovely sunday evening! Delisa :)

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  4. Dear Matty,

    Isn't it wonderful to know that you are making a difference in the lives of others, however small it may seem? And to have access to fresh meat and produce that others provide is such a blessing, too!

    May we all take steps to get closer to our roots.

    Love,

    Marqueta

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  5. Glad to hear your farmers marketing has been a success. It must be very rewarding. Farm fresh is always the best.

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  6. Hi Matty! Just thought I would pop by and say hello! I hope you are having a good week. It's been raining steadily for two days now, which has given me a little time to catch up on some Fall cleaning and get all my summer clothes folded away. I hope you have a lovely evening ahead! Delisa :)

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  7. If I lived closer, I'd be trying those eggs too!

    And if you get one of those chocolate walnut pies, do you share? Even a sliver?

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Thanks for dropping in on the farm today! I enjoy your comments!

Warmly,

Matty