Today I zipped through the Marblehead Farmers’ Market. Only one more Saturday left, and the farmers and salespeople were bundled up: Black or dinosaur kale, broccoli, and tiny fingerlings from Bear Hill Farm in Tyngsborough, radishes and jalapenos from the Hmong stand, apples from Gibney Farms in Danvers. I’ll miss the farmers’ markets — I usually manage to hit about three in various locations a week — but the farmers and the farm land need their winter’s rest.
It’s time to cook from the pantry. Next week I’m going to Salone del Gusto and Terre Madre in Turin, Italy. We’re looking for more organic, natural products for Salumeria Italiana so that customers and I can dream of summer through New England’s cold.