Bike bike bike bike CHERRIES

[rebeccmeister]

Yesterday morning, I got up, ate breakfast, saddled up and headed out towards Denton, to work my way through the second half of the overnight 200km brevet I'm organizing in two weekends.

It was a gorgeous day for a bike ride.



I finally stopped to take a photo of what's now my favorite out of the bike trail bike sculptures:



There were two other bike rides happening, but the 200k test ride needed to happen, so it was another solo ride day. I'm relieved to have completed it. I drank two bottles of chocolate milk, and also had an ice cream bar, bag of cheese poof snack things, and some "cheese"-stuffed potato things because there wasn't any vegetarian pizza at the last Casey's stop in Eagle. I failed to enjoy the wonderful apple, homemade sandwich, and trail mix I brought with me, but they served as lunch today. When I got home, my odometer was just shy of a century:



I added on another 2.7 miles by biking to and from the grocery store, and then decided it was time to try and take it easy and stretch.

Have I mentioned lately how much I dislike my smart-o-phone's camera? This was supposed to be an attractive photo of dinner:



Hopelessly blurry, and it's difficult to tell that it's blurry when trying to view the photo on the phone. I also don't know what's causing a dark spot on the left side of a lot of the photos (see the top photo for an example). I probably need to detail-clean the lens, which involves popping the phone out of its protective case. Ugh.

Even though the photo failed, the food was great - spiced black beans on a homemade tortilla, with cheese; sauteed kale, onion, and mushrooms; shredded cabbage and carrot; salsa; and avocado. Plus a little cholula. Quick and easy to throw together, once the beans finished cooking.

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Today I rode over to the Old Cheney Road Farmer's Market, to see how their offerings compared to the Haymarket one and see if I could still get my hands on some pie cherries.



The ratio of vegetables to value-added products was much better than the ratio at the Haymarket. Prices were somewhat better, too. The guy who sold me cherries previously was there, and sold me a bunch more. I'm going to can them as Boozy Cherries, which involves a little bit of simple syrup and 1.5 teaspoons of kirsch per jar. That should be an adequately versatile way of preserving them, given my limited freezer space.

Some other day I will try the gelato for sale at the stall on the left. I also like the fact that the Old Cheney Market starts at 10 am instead of 8 am, and that it's on Sundays. Better for my schedule.

Comments

[randomdreams.livejournal.com]

I love that bicycle train, and am totally envious that you have a late-opening farmer's market.

[rebeccmeister.livejournal.com]

I just love that it's a win on multiple fronts! Late-opening, better produce selection, better prices. And it looks to me like there's a stall run by the market, which will be able to tell me things like how legitimate the farmer's market is. It's further from my house, but I don't really mind the bike ride, which is mostly on trails anyway.

[randomdreams.livejournal.com]

Man, riding to market makes it even sweeter, somehow. That's excellent. Sometimes we ride to the local one.

[rebeccmeister.livejournal.com]

Yeah, the other market is a short 1.5-mile ride down kinda of jostle-y streets (crappy pavement). The ride down the bike trails is much more scenic and feels like a real expedition.

[annikusrex.livejournal.com]

not to brag or anything, but our closest farmer's market opens at 11, pays $2 in scrip if you ride your bike there, *and* is all downhill (the way there). :)

[rebeccmeister.livejournal.com]

Well, you know, you *do* live in Seattle, after all. ;-)

The high prices come in terms of rent, eh eh?

But seriously, you know I'd move back in a heartbeat if the right job suddenly appeared!