You know it's Spring when the peas peak.
I have had my eyes on sweet fresh English peas for the past few weeks. I knew they were going to be the subject of a Market Matters post from the Hollywood Farmers Market one of the sprigtime Sundays. I was just waiting for the peak of perfection. Well, this is the Sunday!
'Cuz like I said the peas peaked. If you don't believe me have a peek... please. Sorry, I realize alliteration is a dummy's last resort at clever writing, but I have trouble not swinging at that ball when it's lobbed so easily in my direction!
But as these peas peaked on Easter–I am going to be brief today. I have bonnets to wear and eggs to seek and chocolate bunnies to break. But before I get to all of that. Let's discuss peas.
Peas (Pisum sativum, L.) were among the first crops cultivated by man. Some say the word "pea" came from Sanskrit; however, it was more likely derived from the Latin word for the very same vegetable pisum, which in turn was derived from the older Greek name pisos. The Anglo-Saxon version became known as became pise, and later in Old English, pease. According to the Oxford English Dictionary, by 1600 the last two letters were dropped because people believed the word was plural, forming the singular "pea" that we know today. See what you can gleen from Google with very little effort!
But all that intellectual goo-ga means very little when compared to the way peas make me feel. They make me feel giddy!

















