Everett farmer’s market

If you’ve been wondering where I’ve been this whole time the answer is right here, silly. I’ve been working with the Everett Farmer’s Market every Sunday taking photos of all the lovely food and people and making so many friends. Hi all of you friends! They are SO nice! Last Sunday I bought 3 huge stalks of rhubarb for syrup and my first kohlrabi (because it was purple..it’s like a turnip) for just $3. I feel very lucky.

Everett, which is not Seattle (thank goodness!), is a smaller city about 30 minutes away. It’s the home of Boeing (and me) and other cool things you won’t find in Seattle. For example, we can see mountains from many more places. I like that because I like to pretend I’m running towards them (I know you’re very far away, mountains. Please make snow!). Our farmer’s market is the best I’ve seen in Washington after the one in Wenatchee. It’s huge, it faces the Pacific Ocean and sometimes you can even see seals. I eagerly await that day.

While I’m sitting on a post I wrote about crispy potato salad, I wanted you to see this photos I took so far. I also write little tales about my friends and the food they make or sell, which you can see on the market’s amazing blog. My bio is a silly goose but I like that glamour shot my sister Jane took.

If you’re ever in Everett or Snohomish or maybe even at the mall in Lynnwood (why oh why) on a Sunday, go here and maybe you’ll see a seal or even Canadian tourists that eat all the fruit before they go back home across the border. They are my kind of people because I eat all the fruit too.

Happy eyeballing!