Another sign of autumn is saying "good-bye" until next spring to the farmers markets in the area. I visited the Blairsville market this morning, much later than my summer runs. It's colder in the mornings and I chose not to rush out. In the summer I was at the markets by nine to be sure I got the fresh greens before the vendors ran out and the summertime I have more energy. Now I linger longer under my warm cozy covers, stretch and wiggle before putting my feet on the cold floor. Japanese turnips and whatever the other bunch is. I can't remember what she said. Maybe a variety of a kale? Anyway, it's something for me to saute or throw in a soup. A few days I did a slow-cook whole chicken, picked all the meat of the carcass, and froze the chicken in four bags. Then added water to the carcass and onions, carrots, celery, a couple of bay leaves to boil for stock. I got four containers of stock in the freezer for...
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