Market Run: Ingredients That Tell Stories
I always ask farmers how the week tasted. Maria’s tomatoes were picked at dawn, still cool from the field. She whispered varietal names like secrets, and suddenly my shot list reshaped around their personality.
Market Run: Ingredients That Tell Stories
Once, a box of bruised peaches begged for rescue. I cooked them low with vanilla and lemon, the kitchen perfumed like late summer. That spontaneous cobbler became the day’s hero image and reader favorite.