Monday, August 23, 2010
Try These Eggs on for Size
I've missed my Market this week, but have comforted myself with a visit to the Milpitas Farmers Market in --surprise!--Milpitas, California. Uh huh. Did I mention I'm a Trojan, Class of 1987? Milpitas has a very high ethnic population, and, as we all know, high ethnic population = awesome food. Check out the egg selection, for instance. I was so amazed the BFM had duck eggs on Saturdays, but haven't yet seen any Red Salted Duck Eggs there, or quail eggs, for that matter. A helpful fellow marketgoer informed me that you know your quail eggs are done when they float to the top. For $1 per half-dozen, it's hard to go wrong.
I didn't suffer from seafood-envy at the Milpitas Farmers Market. It's hard to beat the Puget Sound. There was just one pinky-orange fish (whole, of course) with big glazed eyes which my niece was dying to poke. Berries were also in short supply. There were plenty of strawberries from Watsonville, naturally, but they were the huge, tasteless variety you find in the grocery store. And it goes without saying that you don't hit the Milpitas Farmers Market if you're dying for cheese. Asians are not really big on cheese. But all these differences are exactly what is so wonderful about visiting farmer markets--seeing that regional agriculture and cuisines are alive and well. That we all haven't been Appleby-ed and P.F.Changed into uniformity. Long live farmers, and long live the markets!