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Breakfast at the Farmers Market

Farmers Market! (Via Lizard10979

One of the upsides of teaching a 7 A.M. yoga private is that by 8:15 A.M., I am wandering through the freshly displayed fruits and vegetables in the Union Square Farmers Market. I find myself in the company of restaurant chefs and sous-chefs in their white kitchen jackets, conversing, inspecting, and buying in bulk. Lavish orange squash blossoms are everywhere now, as are the green curling shiseido peppers which are so amazing just seared in olive oil. Also tantalizing are the French Breakfast radishes, which can be dipped in goat butter and sea salt, and then there are the raw milk cheeses and fresh eggs — fresh as in feathers stuck to the carton and you have to rinse off the stickiness before cracking them. Nevermind the roses and lillies and sunflowers....

Touching and eating things that have recently been in the ground reconnects me to the nature beyond my bubble of concrete, steel, glass, and electrical wiring.  I feel cleansed - glad to have thwarted the takeout container and the hastily prepared meal. A recommendation: Take the time this week to find one perfect peach or tomato or ear of corn. Look at its shape and color. Feel its texture. Inhale its fragrance. And then eat it, and don’t do anything else while doing so.