Finally ~ the Chillicothe Farmers Market is up and running for the 2013 season! It was great seeing all my old friends, as in ones I've known already...which has nothing to do with the conversation I had with Don Shoemaker of Sunny Bank Farm yesterday about being old. According to him we're both 45. I think next time I see him I'll have to find out what his secret is to being 45 but looking, well, how should I put it? Oh shoot, I'll just say it - a lot older than that.
Another nice thing about the Market starting up again is meeting all the new folks. Sure, we've lost a few over the winter for a variety of reasons, but there's always new folks joining us on Saturday mornings, offering the area a variety of locally grown and/or baked products.
Yesterday morning I made the mistake of going to the Market without having had any breakfast. Okay, you got me, I knew there'd be a whole bunch of homemade goodies there that would go fantastic with my coffee from Two Roasting Joes. Not eating at home meant me having to do some sampling at the Market. Yesterday I had Pap's Hilltop Honey to my right and Ashley's Confections to my left. As much as I wanted that honey, I didn't think me sitting there, honey spoon in hand while I spun yarn, would work out very well. I figure I'd scare folks off if I had my face in a pie plate, too, so I had to think smaller. As my stomach continued to grumble I looked across the way. Hmmmmmm, someone new...with baked goods.
Next thing you know I was on my feet, heading on over to introduce myself to the wonderful bounty of baked goods...and Jaime, who is the wonderful creator of Yummies by Jaime. Why, I even used my best manners and put my shoes on before going over. I can't stand wearing my shoes when I'm at the spinning wheel, so I tend to walk around without them.
I must say, Jaime and her son are two of the nicest people I met yesterday. That's them up there in the top left corner, by the way. Don't forget to use those wonderful manners you have and wave back. They are so wonderfully friendly and kind. They also had a table full of Yummies that were just calling my name. There were peanut butter brownies, chocolate chunk cookies, and frosted snickerdoodles - which aren't to be confused with the snickerpoodle dog treats I was selling. Definitely not the same. Oh sure, you can eat the dog treats, too, but I think you'd be happier eating the people treats.
As I perused the table, something caught my eye...Meyer Lemon Cookies. Ohhhhhh, I just lurvs me some lemon cookies! A package of those were in my hand in no time. Then I saw it...one left...and because it was the last one, I knew I couldn't leave it there surrounded by all the cute little mini tangerine bundt cakes...a mini rustic blueberry pie. Nope, I kid you not! When I picked it up, it fit nicely in the palm of my hand, showing me it was made to go home with me. Notice I said home with me. No need to pig out on all the Yummies at once. I can be practical about these things.
Honestly, those lemon cookies were fantastic. They were baked just right and, I'll admit it, better than mine. When I got home in the evening I found that Hon was making a blackberry pie. I know, weird, huh?! Being the generous wife that I am, I cut my mini blueberry pie in half and offered him a piece, but he said he'll wait on the one he was baking. I was secretly jumping for joy over that, but let's just keep it between ourselves. Okay? I will tell you I was a good girl about it, though. I had only half of my blueberry pie and saved the rest until today so I had room for a piece of Hon's pie, too. I didn't want to hurt Hon's feelings. And you know what? That mini rustic blueberry pie tasted as good after lunch today as it did yesterday.
So, there you have it folks. Yummies by Jaime. She's sweet, her son's sweet, and all those desserts are most definitely sweet. Looks like I'll be back to that exercise video sooner than I thought... Smiling & Waving, Sharon
I'm the queen of our farm, although the animals haven't figured that out yet. My title is Head Chicken Wrangler, but most days I'm called Mom. Life is a comedy and I plan on documenting it.