Food Glorious Food

[Wyody]

So, this summer in Oregon has been quite interesting.
First off - it's only rained twice in 7 weeks! Temps 70's to mid 90's. Too hot for me.
However, it's the weekend trip around to the local farm-stands that is getting me all soft around the middle.
I grew up in Ohio - plenty of food grown there - but this is a little ridiculous!
Blueberries, Raspberries, several types of Blackberries, Kotata Berries, Logan Berries, Marion Berries, Strawberries!
Squash and Zukes and Cukes. Onions. Green Beans. Broccolli and Purple Broccolli ... and this weird sort of broccolli that looks like a relief map of the Andes but is green; Cauliflower and purple Cauliflower, apples already - and Peaches! Cripes! Peaches in Oregon?? Good too! And apricots.
I fixed my wife her first ever batch of "out of the garden" green beans today - she loved them.
And this is just the start! Corn is starting to come in. I am reminded that I haven't eaten a turnip since I was a kid - and can't remember what they taste like. Tomatoes are in and coming in. This place is amazing.
The berries go really well in a bowl with a touch of sugar and doused in HempMilk - which most of you in other states probably cannot buy - but this nutty-flavored milk, made from Hemp (I get vanilla) is the highest in complete protein of any of the milk substitutes and goes great with the fruit!
For now, I just chimed in to extol the virtues of living in Oregon - Foodwise. Gotta go - more food's waiting.

[Wyody]

Okay, I don't want to seem too redundant here today but there is a point in (on?) my head.
This concerns copyright laws ... and things amazing.
I have mentioned already purple cabbage and purple broccoli and I think I mentioned purple green beans which, incidentally, turn back to green when they are cooked. I mentioned them because I have never seen them until this year. I had seen purple onions and purple cabbage but except for half a turnip and half a rutabaga and some rhubarb, purple seemed kind of rare for a food color.
I suppose I've been living "under a rock", as it were, by having lived the better part of the past 30 years in the Rockies where - although some will hesitantly argue these points; a green-bean in the Rockies is an indicator of a rare year; a tomato in the Rockies is indicative of a lucky container gardener and food, in general, is pretty scarce and hard to grow ... except for mid-early and mid-late peas (there are no middle peas - they all burn up - and there are no early and late peas as they all freeze).
But today - I found, at a farmer's market - Purple Peppers !!
Never seen 'em before. Never heard of them before. I am assured that they are sweet - and I will certainly let anybody who is interested know about that fact ... but I'm only here today for copyright reasons.
In case you've never heard it before - you will read of it here right now and your mind will sing/chant it for you:
"Peter Piper picked a peck of Purple Peppers.
How many pecks of Purple Peppers did Peter Piper Pick?
Peter Piper picked a peck of Purple Peppers!
He did not pick a peck of Pickled Peppers
And to my knowledge no man has ever even Seen a pepper pickled
But there were Purple Peppers picked today indeed -
Perhaps even picked and packed by Peter Piper
For this day have I seen Purple Peppers picked and packed by the
Peck ... I presume":
Theng You. Theng You Very Much.