... as my DOD used to say. We're back. Aunti K's departure included a bit of excitement, more than enough to wake us up after the red-eye flight back.

This morning we walked over to the Ferry Building after breakfast for his nibs' loaf of sour batard and a bag of sour croutons from Acme Bread and for some vegetables.
 

I scored a bag full of tomatoes from the heirloom tomato lady -- a few of these, a couple of those, some for salads, some for eating with the fresh basil that's overwhelming my pots up on the deck -- yellow, lemon, red, purple, orange -- plus assorted shapes and colors of peppers.


 

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   posted by Sal Towse at  2:49 PM|| |