Big Fat Queer

July 30, 2010

I Miss That Lovely Boy With The Golden Beets

I know a few of you looked at the “dailies” that I have submitted to “Life in a Day”. In one clip at the Union Square Green Market I approach a table of root vegetables and narrated what I saw, fresh onions with the tops still attached, carrots, leeks, celery… and then I didn’t recognize what I saw next. It looked like beets. It was right next to the beets, but it was sort of orange.

I heard a voice from across the table telling me it was “golden beets”. I had never heard of golden beets before. I was fascinated; moreso when I looked up from the camera to see the body from which emanated the voice. He was a very nice looking boy, well, young man – maybe 18 or 19, but boy-ish, at least to me. We spoke a little. I asked him if he worked on the farm. He said sometimes, but he preferred working at the market. He was very appealing. Cute, yes, but had a farmboy way about him. (I swear I’m not trying to write soft core gay porn here. I’m just trying to describe what was just a nice situation. I’m not even thinking about that… consciously.) He seemed guileless and sweet, but not a cliche. Definitely not a hipster city boy. I doubt that he clubs in Williamsburg. He was far more interesting than that. Does the gentleman project too much? I asked to put him on camera. He declined, but he thanked me for asking in a way that implied that people do photograph him or film him without asking.

I didn’t buy any beets that day. But I have been thinking about them for a couple of days. Is it the beets or is it the boy? Does it matter? I wanted to roast them and make golden borscht with them. (This is starting to sound more like soft core porn).

Anyway, the boy and his little agricultural coterie were not at the market today. On Fridays only about half the vendors show up. I haven’t decided if I will go back tomorrow. Probably not. But if I do I may just find golden beets at another table. Just to prove it isn’t about the boy. But then again… if I am already there, it would be rude not to say hello 🙂

I bought more non-gmo corn on the cob. The thing about corn whose genes are unmolested and that hasn’t been drenched in pesticides is that the ear is gap-toothed (mix any metaphors lately Mr. Holyfield?). It’s kind of nubby and ugly, but it’s delicious (No Porno!)

I also got some tomatoes (both red and heirloom) and yellow and green squash. I grilled the squash with some onions and boiled some corn and grilled a hamburger patty. Very tasty.

Lunch was chicken and salad. For Breakfast I had a “Full Bar”, which is supposed to make you feel full. I don’t know if it did, but I wasn’t crazy about it. Spongy, no crunch.

I walked two miles.

I will eat a peach later. I am having one cocktail for the evening. Vodka on the rocks with a twist of lemon.

Anyone else with book suggestions, keep them coming. I haven’t decided yet, but here are some of the suggestions:

“The Omnivore’s Dilemma” by Michael Pollan
“Eating for Life” by Bill Phillips
“The End of Overeating: Taking Control of the Insatiable North American Appetite” by David Kessler

April 24, 2010

An Afternoon in Union Square

I spent the afternoon in Union Square, mostly taking pictures. What else would I be doing? I also bought a few things at the Greenmarket, which is, to quote Joe Biden, a Big Fucking Deal in New York. It’s like a farmer’s market where farmers from New York and surrounding states come and sell organic fruits, vegetables, milk, cheese, flowers, meat, chicken, bread and other baked goods, preserves, pickles, etc. I was hoping to get some fresh tomatoes, but it is still a little early. I bought a couple of beautiful organic apples, one Winesap and one Macoun. Fresh tree-ripened New York State apples are delicious. I also bought a dozen jumbo organic eggs for seven dollars !!! – but they were gathered this morning in upstate NY. I bought some fresh Colby cheese made with goat’s milk from a farm in Pennsylvania. And I bought a bunch of ramps, which are in season locally now. Ramps are sometimes called wild leeks. They have a scallion-like bulb and broad leaves, and they have a garlicky flavor. I sautéed the greens and chopped the bulbs for pasta sauce.

Ah, the pasta. I had my weekly Dreamfields pasta (low carb) fix, angel hair, with a sauce of ramp bulbs, garlic, olive oil, red pepper and split grape tomatoes sautéed and mashed. Ramp greens and Colby cheese on the side.

I have not counted calories today. I will have a little peanut butter and maybe one of the fresh apples a bit later.

I am very pleased with some of the pictures I took today. I shot nearly 300 shots, so it will take a while to sort through and select and edit. But here is a teaser.

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