In case the crappy un-spring weather has anyone confused, it's definitely Memorial Day Weekend. And even though I'm STILL wearing socks, long pants, and my rain coat, it's a good time to remember the best part of summertime in Seattle: THE FARMER'S MARKETS! WOOT!
A couple of nights ago, I made a tribute dinner to all the glorious vegetable love we'll be enjoying all the way to October. Whole wheat pitas with tuna, baby tomatoes, and these delicious sunflower sprouts. Sweet potato fries (because they're healthy, right?) and sauteed Fiddlehead Ferns with buttery orange sauce. Yum, indeed.
Dustin thought it felt more like lunch than dinner, but that's coming from a man who eats with third-graders every day because they're all too naughty to go to recess. So lunch is a pretty relative term.