A Kingfield Farmers Market Kind of Day

Sometimes Meadow is cranky when I make breakfast. I don't blame her. I would be sad if the counters were 2 feet above my head and I couldn't see what was going on. I brought over a step stool for her to stand on so she could watch.

 I made peanut butter granola for breakfast. 

Brooke used to make all kinds of granola. Now this is her go to granola because its easy and tastes pretty good.

 Notice how we are still eating in the nook. It's been great that the summer was so mild so we could eat in here all season. I'm not looking forward to cold winters when we have to move back into the dining room.

Well, we could run that electric heater all the time, but that would cost a bucketload. We need to put a radiator back in here someday.

Brooke made another batch of yogurt. We also ate a leftover scramble from our dinner on Saturday.

Meadow has been refusing food at first. Once she gets a spoonful she digs in.

 I love breakfast.

 We actually woke up at a semi decent time. I thought instead of going to our usual farmers market spot that we could take a little trip down south to the Kingfield Farmers Market.

The seven or so mile ride took us past all of our favorite south Minneapolis neighborhoods.

 Every time I am in South Minneapolis I get jealous of the people who live here.

Notice how a shabby storefront can be warmed up by a few small businesses.

We ran out of honey from Beez Kneez on todays granola so it was perfect timing to run into their booth at the Kingfield Farmer's Market. We got some zip-sourced honey from bee hives right in North Minneapolis.

 Even though we had gone to the downtown market a few days ago I wanted to get a bunch of tomatoes to practice canning again. Although it was a nice change of scenery to go to a different market I feel like prices were little higher here.

Since we biked all the way down here I thought we could bring Meadow to MLK Park down the block.

 I can't believe Meadow still gets excited when she's on the swings.

We had no leftovers at home so I suggested we hit up Pho Tau Bay. It's cheap, delicious and seems like the right thing to do on a Sunday.

 I hadn't had Pho in a long time so it was the perfect meal. Meadow enjoyed her spring rolls as well.

We took the scenic route home via the Midtown Greenway and the Grand Rounds. This 10 mile jaunt has a lot more hills once you get into Wirth Park.

 It seems the leaves have suddenly started changing colors.

It must be Fall tomorrow.

 Scott didn't want to pull Meadow and our market goods. She rode with me instead. 

She slept the whole way back.

Scott said I wasn't allowed to can on a Sunday since Sunday's are meant to be for fun. We sat around the rest of the afternoon.

I don't know about you, but I made dinner. Potato and leek soup. The leeks came from our garden.

 Meadow helped me make popovers.

We made Meadows into a vichyssoise. Hers turned out to be better variation.

While Meadow took a bath I made some rhubarb and raspberry muffins. I was going to make chocolate chip-raisin oatmeal cookies, but Brooke wanted to use our raspberries from our adventure earlier this summer.

And I really wanted muffins.