Tall Tales from Kansas

My name is Carol. I live in Kansas. I write about stuff that happens to me as I walk through the world. Most of it is true.

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Category: Farmers Market

  • it’s a sweet/salty thing

    See that heirloom tomato there? The one third from the front on the bottom? It’s a cherokee purple and this morning it got sliced up and eaten atop some of the French sandwich bread that was toasted and buttered, all with a fried egg on top. Nothing beats it. A few grinds of pepper and…

  • firm, sweet, juicy

    Oh the delight of standing in front of a truckload of watermelons, trying to pick the most perfect one, knowing when you get home you will sit on the porch and with the help of your sister, cut this baby open and commence to munching on dripping wedges then spitting seeds, seeing who will win…

  • the way all meals should conclude

    Oh it was lovely at the market this past Saturday. Despite some recent days of oppressive heat, it is not stopping things from growing. The selection of flowers is incredible. I want to get bouquets for every room. This week’s cake was brown butter peach. More on that later. This is the grower of the…

  • when we next have ham and beans and there is not a market going on

    It’s melon season in Lawrence Kansas. Last week was the “man with cantaloupe”, this week is “woman with watermelon”. This was the 50th year anniversary of the farmers market! Everyone was in a celebratory mood. Huckleberries below. What do you do with a huckleberry? Do they have lots of seeds? I will investigate, but left…

  • you can not eat too many carrots

    Today I am starting with this super-cute, head to toe, outfit from the farmers market on Saturday. 100% perfection – the checks, the orange, the toes/sandals, and the chambray shirt thrown on over it all, keeping it real. Love. Love. Love. Next up is the super-sized zucchini, perfect for stuffing with some sort of savory,…

  • I have never forgotten this advice

    Seriously cute family Saturday morning at the farmers market. I was immediately drawn to the little girl with all her jewelry, holding a butterfly on a wire, and her own purse that I am sure had some “mad money” in it. A girl should NEVER be without mad money squirreled away somewhere. That is what…

  • tart, sweetish, moist, and heavenly

    Let’s start with the cake this week, shall we? This is a strawberry lemonade cake. A perfect summer bite of dessert, but also wonderfully versatile for afternoon tea, as a breakfast with iced coffee, or a thin slice to get you through anytime of the day when you can’t stand to walk by it without…

  • some things are hard, let’s go ahead and admit it

    The priceless expression on her face as she puzzles out what the numbers mean, and then how much to charge a customer for the tomatoes on the scale. Yikes! this could be my most prized image of all the pictures I have captured through the years at the market. I love her. She is keeping…

  • couples holding hands and cute dogs to pet

    I hit the market at my usual 7:30am time yesterday – rain was expected, the sky was dark, I did not want to carry an umbrella. I zigged and zagged through the aisles, making time to tell Mary Pat about the Douglas Family Preserve in Santa Barbara (she is going in August), and picking up…

  • an unexpected treat this late in the season

    I loved the looks of the baskets at this “new to me” vendor at the farmers market yesterday. That is a craft which has always intrigued me, that I have never jumped into. It does not stop me from greatly admiring the handiwork. Lemon Blueberry cake this week from the Chonky Eats baker. A perfect…