One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating. ~ Luciano Pavarotti
My recommendation for an inexpensive and DELICIOUS gift for your foodie friend ~ a bag of kettle corn from vendors at the farmers market in Las Cruces.
Even a portion of the LARGE bag will do. (Wrapped up in a cute box, of course.)
It’s the first thing we bought the other night at Evening at the Market.
Here’s what else looked good:
The sight of this guy and his COTTON CANDY wagon brought early childhood memories of Coney Island back to the both of us.
That’s where my cousins and I stuffed our faces with popcorn between trips on the Wonder Wheel, a spinning teacup ride, and the merry-go-round.
I never did call it a “carousel” . . . did you?
Come snack-time, whether I’d stand in line for a hot dog from Nathan’s or fried frogs legs was a toss-up.
But the day always ended with an order of the soft, sticky, sweet stuff.
Amazing how I could make it disappear . . . a touch of my tongue, and it was gone!
L. said he remembered only the sticky sweetness, but I’m sure he knew how to work the magic back then, too.
I found out owner, Kathy Hester, once lived in my former hometown of Brooklyn.
At Yiayia’s Greek Pastry.
I moved closer to investigate as soon as I saw the sign. The words promised so much . . .
But I got distracted.
WHAT WAS THAT WONDERFUL SMELL? Burgers? Steaks? . . .
The sweet aroma of char-broiled beef led me to the Main Street Bistro.
The place was alive with people eating, talking, drinking.
Wanted to continue my wanderings around outside, visiting the stalls so we didn’t go in . . . this time.
But promised myself, like “The Arnold”: I’LL BE BACK!
Here’s who else was there:
The sidewalk, like Main Street Bistro, was teeming with people, so we bumped into more than a few familiar faces.
Like Braden Tidwell of the Las Cruces Sun-News, jewelry designer Candice Rance, and Braden’s children, Tyler and Abilyn.
And, later, Henk Roelant and his wife, Liz, a fitness trainer and yoga buff.
The four of us wound up the night together listening to the Cherry Red band and watching acrobats dancing with fire.
Time flew by.
Is there still time for you to check out Evenings at the Market?
Stellar munchies, local art, music, and fire-twirling happen every summer, every year.
The fact that all the dates are second Wednesdays makes it easy to remember.
The cooler evening weather and ample parking make it easy to go.
If you can’t make it to Cruces, and it’s summertime, surely there is an evening farmers market event scheduled soon at a city near you.
Wherever you end up, look for the kettle corn . . . and let me know whether you went for the “caramel” or the “sweet and salty.”
What ultimate family outing(s) do you remember most from your childhood?