Love=Red=Tomato

Wow, I have never been so excited to buy a head of lettuce or broccoli in my life!

Today I dropped by the East Texas Produce Market on Hwy 31 here in Tyler, and was excited to buy the following:

1 head Lettuce

1 head Broccoli

4Gala Apples

4 New Crop Tomatoes

4 huge Grapefruit

1 dozen Local eggs

(all for $12.. you can't ask for better, seriously)

How exciting! They also had plenty of sweet potatoes and sweet yellow onions, but I already had some from the last time I went.

All of these things are Texas grown, and the owners are in direct contact with the farms that they buy from, so according to the lady that runs the market- they're legit! So that is exciting!

The highlight of the experience though was the brief conversation I had with the girl who rang me up at the register. She said, "oh, these tomatoes are AWESOME!" I responded, "Oh yeah? The last ones I bought a couple weeks ago were pretty good too!" What came next was a sort-of coy grin as she tilted her chin inward, looking over her invisible glasses and said, "oh... these are even better!"

If you're getting the image that she was giving me the bedroom eyes, then good! It was exactly like that! I'm not saying that she was hitting on me, but the passion that she had about these tomatoes was... very apparent! This isn't the first time I have encountered a passionate opinion about tomatoes in East Texas. I think it's a love-affair each of us country bumpkins has.

My brain/heart has many a'memory stored of summer tomato love. I can remember going out to my Grandaddy's cousin's house and sitting on the porch slicing into a tomato to test it out. I can remember going down to the garden my family and I made on the farm, my Pawpaw slicing a home-grown with his pocket knife to share between us. I can remember at least once that I took a salt-shaker down to that garden, so I could sprinkle the red deliciousness, and let the juice run down my hands, arms and face. Nothing could be better in a hot, sticky, July heat.

So, it wasn't an alarming experience, this encounter with the cashier lady with this almost devilish grin selling me these tomatoes. They are probably so good their sinful. And I can't wait to try them!

PS- the Gala apples were the crispest I've had from anywhere this year! They were so sweet! I'll probably have to go back and get more this week because I'll eat them to quickly!

Rolling a boulder up a hill

So, I have definitely found it difficult, no, overwhelming, to make this transition into eating local. I knew it would inconvenient, but I did not realize how the inconvenience would snowball into more anxiety and procrastination. This next season of Lent will help me, as I will be giving up a few more things.

On 31 and the East Loop, East Texas Produce has quiet a few things to offer. There's a lot of plants you can buy, and they have their own farm. They offer the following:

Cheddar cheese (I'm not sure where it's from, not their farm though)

Local eggs

Sweet potatoes

Onions

Apples

Peas and Beans

Cabbage

Local canned items- too many to list really! Jam & Jellies and canned veggies, salsas, etc.

They will be offering more things: peppers, okra, squash.. as they come in. They also sell a large variety of pumpkins and other winter squash in the fall!

The greatest thing is everything is decently priced! I think the potatoes are the same price as what Brookshires is! The lady who owns the farm runs the stand with her family. She did mention that she has non-english speaking workers on her land. I will have to inquire more about that and see if they are legal or not. I personally don't mind if they are illegal, but I think they should be getting paid fairly. I used to teach ESL (English as a Second Language) to some Spanish-speaking only students. I remember Carlota (name changed of course) telling me about the lengthy process of getting citizenship. She said she had been on 'the list' for ten years. Her husband had acquired citizenship and worked in a factory for 16 hours every day, without weekends. He only came to class probably 3 times, because he was always tired or working. Oh, and he was probably 55 years old too. You know, the age that many people start thinking about slowing down and retiring in the next 10 years. He was working harder than any dog I've ever seen.

As I step off my soap box, I will add that I am not boycotting Brookshires. They have a Texas Goat cheese that is fabulous! They also sometimes have Jacksonville Tomatoes.

Also, they offer Lamb's Stone Ground Yellow Corn Meal, which makes EXCELLENT corn bread!

More later...