Regardless of what is happening with the weather or my weekend travel schedule, I never feel that summer has truly arrived until the summer fruit graces the farmers markets with its presence. There is absolutely nothing better than those sweet, delicate and ephemeral berries and stone fruits fresh from the farm stand on a hot Saturday morning. Rhubarb, you ersatz fruit, begone (until next April at least)!
Strawberries always seem to come first. And then come the good strawberries, those whose perfume you can smell from a foot away. Then the rest of the berries, a few currants thrown in, peaches and then the heaven that is cherry season. I can't wait.
In the meantime, I'm settling (hardly) for a breakfast built around the tiny, sweet, peak of the season strawberries.
With a baguette from Balthazar spread with Ronnybrook's incomparable unsalted butter and Agrimontana preserves along with a fried egg, the start of the day just does not get much better than this.
8 comments:
The farmers market has been calling my name for days now....I can't wait for the Fourth of July to pick up my corn on the cob, cantaloupe, strawberries and cucumbers....such a great time of year for fresh fruits and veggies :)
Very tempting indeed, and passably healthy; that's exactly what I'd like to eat.
I know just what you mean - I bought a heap of strawberries at our market today!
I need that breakfast now!
I always love these glimpses of perfect small meals chez Laura and Paul. Perfect as always.
What discipline you have - faced with my hot eggy coming out of the pan and nestling between the crusty fresh baguette, I most certainly would not have picked up the camera - I would have picked up my fork.
You are making me so hungry it hurts! I love berries too and love rhubarb equally. Summer is just all good. Hope the rest of your week is just as terrific as your breakfast!
: ) deb
I love summer fruit as much as you, cherries and peaches are absolute favorites.
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