As Sophie and I were walking back home from the square this morning with our fresh Swedish raspberries, chanterelles and katja apples, I was reminded of all the Saturdays we ran down to the square to see what berries they had for our waffles.
No doubt Portland's numerous farmers' markets will put Älmhult's solo farmer market to shame, but a.) it likely won't be within a 3-minute walk of our home, and b.) it won't give us that same sense of anticipation for what's in season.
As much as I wish we could have devoured strawberries in the middle of February, I enjoyed them that much more when they arrived at midsummer. I wonder if, after months of strolling the Whole Foods produce section, I will lose touch with nature's version of christmas throughout the year. (Same goes for flowers.)
The eat local movement is very big in Portland, as I understand it... I think you'll still get a thrill out of the different seasons! I know I do!
Irony in Denver... King Soopers carries more local produce (an impressive amount) than WF.
Posted by: Andrea | September 13, 2010 at 08:46 AM
You've been so lucky to have found such fresh produce ,while living in Sweden and now moving to Portland, even better.
Posted by: Sue from Ikea Cincinnati | September 13, 2010 at 01:06 PM
I love the pictures of the market. My Swedish host mother would make jars of lingon "saft" (juice concentrate), seal them with wax, and line the shelves of a basement closet with the beautiful deep red jars. We'd have saft all winter long.
Posted by: Sally | September 14, 2010 at 09:28 AM
"nature's version of christmas throughout the year" what a great sentiment! I doubt you will have trouble experiencing this feeling in Portland. Eat local, eat seasonal, eat well, live well.
Posted by: Erik NorCal | September 16, 2010 at 01:27 PM