We go to the Open Market every Tuesday morning. Farmers Markets are called Open Markets in Hawaii. I don't know why. Is it because it's out in the open? No idea. It begins at 6:30 AM in our area, stays open for an hour and moves on to their next location in Waipahu. In the winter, it's still dark when we get there and often have to bring our flashlight.These are our usual purchases although we also like to get watercress, ginger, napa cabbage and a few other things there. Our dinners are full of vegetables which we really enjoy. My mother pan fries the cabbages and cooks the burdock (cut into slivers) with a teriyaki-chili sauce (that I have to learn how to prepare). The daikon is slivered into her miso soup (that I have to learn to prepare) and the leaves are stir fried. The cucumbers are pickled with vinegar and something (that I have to learn to prepare).
It's really wonderful having a personal chef in the house. It's amazing how quickly Art and I got used to having somebody take over the kitchen.
it's a sad day in Hawaii when you can't eat home grown papayas fresh from the back yard. Then, some places the papaya won't grow well.
ReplyDeletehi kay,
ReplyDeletei just started following your blog and i love it!
pan fried veggies are a favourite for me too, i tried pickled cucumbers [my recipe had vinegar as well] but didn't turn out so good. i hope you'll share the secret when you get it
xoxo
A market that moves on after an hour! That's new to me, as are some of the names in your nice photo.
ReplyDeleteYou're lucky to have a cooking mom.
I think that's a reason I stayed at the volunteer places so long--having meals served.
Your new banner is lovely.
how fun...yes you do need to learn to cook your mom's dishes-that's part of her legacy.
ReplyDeleteIt must be hard work for the stall holders to keep packing up and moving on after an hour!
ReplyDeleteI love buying fresh vegetables from local farmers,every Thursday and Sunday we too have a market herelike you have mentioned in this post .I love to watch and cook near elderlies because they have so many handy tips to share and also they cook with lot of love and affection in their heart for us that the food always turns out to be great.Cheers to your personal chef !
ReplyDeleteI have never been to a farmers market in Hawaii. Either I don't know what days and times they are open, or the KCC market is too far away. Just too lazy, I guess.
ReplyDeleteMy sister is a chef/owner of a raw foods store, and usually sells her food at the KCC market. She always brings her special food to my potluck parties.
Oh, how wonderful to have a personal chef. The closest I came to that was one winter when I was very sick, and my parents stayed with me. It was great to have Mom do all the cooking, but I was too sick to appreciate eating very much.
ReplyDeleteI'm so happy you are able to live with your mother and enjoy her cooking, while she enjoys having you and Art to cook for. Cooking for one is no fun, as I know from living alone for much of my adult life.
When you find out how to cook these things, please share them. What, for instance, does burdock taste like.
ReplyDeleteGracekay: It's so very nice to meet you! Thank you for following my blog. I am honored. My mother adds vinegar, mirin (seasoned wine), sugar, fresh ginger, etc. One of these days I'll sit and take notes. Oops! I also know she salts the cucumber slices, and squeezes the liquid of it first.
ReplyDeleteRon: We have two papaya trees, but they don't produce enough papayas for the three of us to have every morning.
ReplyDeleteDina: We're alike in that way. I'm not a real fan of cooking. I'm great at eating though.
Maggie: the burdock does not have much of a flavor. It's the teriyaki sauce that gives it its taste. I think people just love its texture.
Everybody: The sellers at the market really have the setting up and moving down to a science.
Gigi: Here's the website where they give the schedule for the Open Markets on Oahu.
http://www.honolulu.gov/parks/programs/pom/schedules.htm
I think it´s great that you "let" mom do the cooking. I´m sure she feels needed that way and you probably get lots of other things done, like scanning. :)
ReplyDeleteI need a personal so badly. I hate to cook!
ONO!
ReplyDeleteKay, in keeping with homely dishes, my mom is REALLY interested in trying to make her own doburoku, and needs help with the translation:
http://www.geocities.co.jp/foodpia/1751/sake.html
I tried to, but I don't think I did a good job. I printed it out for her as well, but some of the ingredients might be difficult to find here. I called Marukai and they do have some sort of kome-koji in the cold section but I haven't gone down to look at it yet.
aloha,
walt
mahalo for the link, Kay. Looks like I will go to the market in Salt Lake on Saturday. According to the schedule, it is open only 45 minutes! It will be a culinary adventure.
ReplyDeleteI love dandelion & burdock but I've never seen a real burdock before, so thanks for that.
ReplyDeletewhat fun to visit a farmer's market regularly. even better that your mom can cook delicious vegetables.
ReplyDeleteI get bored if I can't cook! I love our Farmer's Market in Hilo, and it is called a Farmer's Market. It's there all day on Wed. and Saturday. We get a good selection of local produce, and several people there sell ready-cooked items as well. It's very popular.
ReplyDeleteI love the look of all those fresh vegetables. Some I have never tried before but would really like to, like the daikon radish and the gobo. Your mom must be an amazing chef Kay.
ReplyDeleteWhy do they move on so quickly? We have a couple. My favorite is at a historic working farm around the corner. But I am boring and buy watermelon, cantalope, tomatoes and cucumbers. I drive an hour and half to pick strawberries and about that far to pick blueberries as well. The price is well worth the ride! We also have roadside stands as well. Of course not year round like you:(
ReplyDeleteSerious yum!!!!
ReplyDeleteYou are so lucky...you know what we have here available in the winter...
ReplyDeleteYou are lucky!
ReplyDeleteI wish now that I'd asked my mother to make me a recipe book of all the wonderful meals she cooked -- part of me just didn't want to add to her list of projects, and part of me couldn't bear to admit the possibility of losing her, ever.
Oops.