Hello all, my name is Dan, and I’ll be writing for the CGC blog from now on. I’m not going to waste any time introducing myself since you probably already know me as the enormously successful author of Eggcentric Engineering, a sophisticated food blog for high-class enthusiasts such as yourselves. In the interest of having something unique to talk about on both blogs, I have decided to keep my recipes posted in my own blog and write about foodie events and related musings on this one. In the future, you’ll be able to tell which posts are mine without looking at the header – I’m the witty one.

Food journalism is serious business 

 

Farmers market after the jump~

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This past Sunday morning, I and six other lucky (since there was only one car) CGC members drove down to the Ithaca Farmers Market for a culturally and stomachally fulfilling experience. This was my first time there, so I wasn’t sure what to expect aside from woodcraft and more cheese than you can shake a baguette at. I was pleasantly surprised – I mean, yes, there was much cheese, but there was also a metric ton of other great stuff, the highlights of which were:

 

-The $1 pumpkin I couldn’t-not justify buying (his name is Jemaine)

-The biggest and tastiest sesame balls I’ve ever had. (If you cracked a smile at this, you are 12)

-Holstein apples – one of the tartest varieties I’ve ever had. There was no way I was leaving the market without two pounds of these suckers

-UNLIMITED FREE SAMPLES. And I didn’t even need to use the fake glasses and moustache I had, packed just in case!

-Breakfast burritos. The line for these things is ridiculous, but it moves very quickly

-Creamed maple syrup and honey. For the “special” person for whom eating an entire jar of peanut butter just doesn’t cut it anymore

-Grape Lady. Seriously, this woman deserves her own wikia, or an encyclopedia series, or something. She’s like the keeper of mankind’s accumulated grape knowledge

 

It is safe to say I returned from this adventure a new man – a better man. A man who knows his grapes – a course of study I now find horrendously lacking at Cornell.

 One of my lifelong dreams is to buy all these grapes and stomp on each and every one of them.

DSCN1005 Where’s Waldo? Probably hiding behind Ellie.

 

 Dat perspective

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