I am so lucky. Not just 'cuz I am old enough to drink bourbon (and smart enough to mix it with tea and blueberries). Nope, I am lucky to be involved with The Table Set Podcast. It's been a real gift in my life. One of those things that comes out of nowhere, like a great big penguin just begging to sit on my lap. Completely out of it's element, but strangely cute. Once it settled in, I had to wonder why everyone doesn't have a penguin sitting on their lap.

My good fortune comes courtesy of Joy the Baker. She sent me an email one day out of nowhere asking if I had any interest in being involved with her new Podcast Network, HomeFries. Podcast? Network? Me?

Of course I said yes. I always say yes. I am a yes man and for good reason. Yes is word that opens doors.

The door that opened led to The Table Set and 2 people who have become very important in my life. Nathan & Andy. Two guys, younger than me. Hipper than me. Smarter than me. Better looking than me. Ok, ok... maybe I am taking this too far. But you get my point. As bloggers these guys were certainly on my radar (The Chocolate of Meats and The Wind Attack). But that's where it ended, right? After all we had so little in common, seemingly.

It has been absolutely weeks since I have done a Market Matters post from the Hollywood Farmers Market. Travel, and sickness have kept me “up the hill” and unable to shop there most Sundays lately. I think my last Sunday post from the Market was in November. But don’t quote me on that!

Depending on where you live you might hate me for what I am about to say next, but it is 82 degrees F. (28 degrees C.) today in Los Angeles. Which leads me to the next little statement you may hate me for uttering. The Hollywood Farmers Market runs all year. That’s 12 months or 52 weeks (in a row)… la-dee-dah la-dee-dah!

So on this gorgeous sunny Sunday morning the only weather related issue in my life was whether to wear the new orange cargo shorts or my good old Sunday favorites­­– the camouflage cut-offs. I won’t tell you which I chose ‘cuz that would be too much like rubbing it in.

But just so you know my life is not all sunbeams and lollipops. Nope, I have some cloudy thoughts too. Like this morning, as me and my camouflage cut-offs (oops I let that slip– sorry) plopped ourselves down on the terrace to read the Sunday paper a couple of disturbing thoughts floated through my mind. First, did I remember to put on sunscreen this morning? I did not need another Sunday suntan. My poor skin needs a break. And second, I must admit, I felt a little performance anxiety. It’s been so long since I chose something from the Hollywood Farmers Market to bring to you, my virtual eaters. I was worried that maybe I had lost my groove.