A mini waffle with Snow's maple syrup
A need for buttermilk can lead to new acquaintances.
I hadn't planned on a trip to the Farmer's Market today. When I woke this morning, I had it in mind that I would make buttermilk waffles, not only because waffles are a fine thing to make but also because, well, the buttermilk needed to be used. If you know what I mean. And then I'd do some gardening, and some piano practicing, and other stuff around the house. I had my dry ingredients measured, my eggs broken, and the buttermilk... well, it didn't need to be used anymore. If you know what I mean.
I thought to myself perhaps I could make a trip into town, swing by the Post Office, get fresh buttermilk at the food co-op, pick up some green onions and tomatoes at the Farmer's Market, and if I was lucky my egg lady would still have some eggs for sale... and just like that, off I was.
And because today is Everday Cook's last day, I decided to take a peek inside. I was expecting the line to be out the door — which is why I ate there yesterday, and so I was pleasantly surprised to see just three groups waiting to place their orders and only one of the desserts had been 86'd. Apparently I came in on the tail end of the rush, because the tables were packed. I spotted an empty seat and ask my table mates-to-be if I could join them.
This is the kind of town that Ann Arbor is: in line waiting to place my order, I ran into Heather O'Neal, and then I saw friends Andy and Sheila, and then my table-mates turned out to be Christine of Holy Basil and her husband Pierre. Christine and Pierre took a trip to Vietnam last year, and she has been sharing recipes on her blog for the dishes she enjoyed over there. Which reminds me that I'm just a little overdue (by a year!) to share photos and recipes from Joe's and my trip to Morocco.
Eventually, I made it home and I even remembered to buy the buttermilk (and Calder non-homogenized "natural" milk - I love non-homogenized). The waffle ingredients were all premeasured, just waiting for the buttermilk. And while a summer storm thundered its way overhead, rattling my cupboards (for real!), I finally made the waffles, just in time for an afternoon snack.