This was supposed to be Sunday's post! But the cruel madness of a low-life hacker upended all of that. So in the immortal words of Carlotta here's to you, ya bum! "Good times and bum times, I've seen 'em all and, my dear, I'm still here. Flush velvet sometimes, sometimes just pretzels and beer. But I'm here. I've run the gamut from A to Z. Three cheers and dammit, c'est la vie. I got through all of last year and I'm here! Look who's here! I'm still here!" GREG
It's spring at the Hollywood Farmers Market. The choices are mind-boggling.
The array of beautiful bounty would indeed amaze you. I couldn't decide. In the end I made two choices. After all, I am only human. The choices I made are two of my favorites. In fact both have shown their glowing faces at Sippity Sup already this spring!
But they called to me. I swear. I actualy heard them call to me. When I answered back the farmer who ran the stand winked at me, and threw in an extra handful of morels! Sweet soul that he is.
I imagine these beauties call to him night and day. So I guess he knew what I was going through.
With such beautiful ingredients I decided to go with simplicity. I decided to make pasta. I decided to make a fresh linguine. I know I have always said I prefer dried pasta with "hard" durum wheat. And generally I do. But it's spring. I just felt that the soft supple textures of fresh pasta suited my mood and my ingredients. So there... you never know where my mind will wander (and my shopping list will follow).
