Monday, February 21, 2011
Grand Army Plaza
It is apples apples apples at the farmers' markets. I wouldn't mind laying eyes on a New Mexican market at the moment, or one in Florida.
Oh, for an Airstream.
Then again, how does apple soup sound? As in cold, for dessert? We had a very good German wine last night, a Sylvaner from Schloss Mühlenhoff, that was just barely fizzy on the tip of the tongue. Apples, wine. I must think the soup thing through. I think Bocuse has a recipe for it somewhere...
There's still some of the wine in the fridge.
Labels:
Esoterica,
Food,
New York Winter
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I have never heard of an apple soup, sounds interesting though, looking forward to hear about it :-)
ReplyDeleteI must have been drinking to much cider....:-)
ReplyDeleteAnyes, recipe tomorrow!
ReplyDeleteMal - ja nee. I wish I had some cider...
The Santa Fe farmers' market is exceptional! I look forward to walking through it with you.
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