Note to self: don’t go to Brimfield by yourself again.
It was one of those perfect New England days. A slight
breeze, puffy clouds floating in deep blue, temperatures hovering in the low
seventies. I was having breakfast with my friend Louis when he told me he had
been to Brimfield earlier in the week with his new friend. Snap.
You should go. It’s still early, he insisted. Just get in the car and go.
But you went with him,
I replied, feeling slightly miffed. I had forgotten all about Brimfield. I’m
still living in March and we’re in the middle of May. That’s how life is right
now. I count on Louis to remind me. It’s just something we usually do together
in the spring.
Well, after all, it was a
beautiful day, and my planned work involved paying bills and other secretarial
duties in the interest of keeping this family on track. Blowing it off in a
nano-second was a no-brainer. The trip takes about an hour, so I could easily be
there by noon. Not. We’ve never encountered much traffic before, but the
three-mile crawl from the main highway added an extra hour to the trip, so by the
time I got there, I was hungry, thirsty, cranky.
I’ve learned a few things about trips to Brimfield with
experience. I have seven rules.
1. Have no expectations.
2. Bring no more than $100.00 and when it’s gone, you’re
done.
3. Eat as much junk food as you want, no guilt.
4. Bargain even though you hate to.
5. Go on the last day for the best prices. (I broke this
rule.)
6. When in doubt, walk away. Bookmark the location in your
head for later. Good luck.
7. Eat no more than two donuts. (This contradicts rule #3)
(I broke this rule, too.)
I’m just here for the donuts.
I don’t even like cake donuts, but the donuts at Faddy’s
stand at Brimfield….Let’s just say, I’m glad their donut shop is outside of
Hartford (Connecticut), too long a drive for impulse donut consumption. I
hesitate to talk about them or I will find myself in the car on my way to the
last day of Brimfield five minutes from now. Luckily, I'm still in pajamas as I write this. By the time I change I will have reconsidered.
The donuts are made with whole wheat pastry flour and apple cider. They’re small, so two donuts count as a normal portion size (rationalization here.) You can actually hear the crunch of sugar and crust as you slowly take the first bite. Inside is warm and soft, but not too soft, and not too sweet. The way a cake donut is supposed to be. Who knew? I have never eaten a cake donut before or since like a Faddy’s donut. Sometimes I bring them home for the family, but often they don’t make it there, unless I put them in the trunk of the car. Anyway, you can’t really replicate a warm donut just out of the fryer.
The donuts are made with whole wheat pastry flour and apple cider. They’re small, so two donuts count as a normal portion size (rationalization here.) You can actually hear the crunch of sugar and crust as you slowly take the first bite. Inside is warm and soft, but not too soft, and not too sweet. The way a cake donut is supposed to be. Who knew? I have never eaten a cake donut before or since like a Faddy’s donut. Sometimes I bring them home for the family, but often they don’t make it there, unless I put them in the trunk of the car. Anyway, you can’t really replicate a warm donut just out of the fryer.
After I took these pictures of Mike and his donuts, he
handed me another one. I guess three donuts are lunch. I didn't mind that they
crowded out the other junk food I was anticipating on my long, slow drive. I
missed Louis’s company and his keen eye for good stuff, so different from my
own. I did find a few small treasures, but the pickings were slimmer than
usual, or else I just found it hard to focus without a companion to keep me on
track. It was worth it just for the donuts, though. And when I came home, I had
some spring onion soup waiting for me, an excellent no-fuss light meal, not to
mention, the perfect antidote to over-consumption of junk food.
If you want to go:
Brimfield is a huge antique fair located in Brimfield MA.
Upcoming dates for 2012: July 10-15; September 4-9
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About spring onions: |
So what is a spring onion, exactly? The nomenclature is
confusing, but a spring onion is not, as one might presume, a scallion. Rather,
spring onions are simply regular onions that are pulled in the spring (April
and May) to thin out onion beds. They look like large scallions with fat bulbs
that are one to two inches across. If left in the ground, the bulbs grow large
and round, the ideal size for storing over the winter. Spring onions, like
other spring vegetables, are sweet and mild. After the fairly dead season of
late winter produce, you can really get excited about cooking with them. That
is, if you are the sort of person who gets excited about vegetables. And I am
that sort of person (smiley face here).
That said, I was disappointed when I returned for more of
them at the market last week. But we cooks must learn to improvise, so I picked
up a couple of large leeks instead. (Note, leeks must be scrupulously cleaned
in abundant water since sand often lurks deep in the layers.) The tough green
stalks of both vegetables should be removed. Slice them and tuck them away in
the freezer in a plastic bag to use for stock. They’ll keep for about 3 months.
Spring onion soup recipe
Serves 4
Ingredients:
2 tablespoons unsalted butter or olive oil
3 spring onions OR 2 large leeks, white part only, sliced
2 stalks celery, sliced
1 bunch scallions, sliced
3 cloves garlic, peeled and sliced
Salt and pepper, to taste
1 small zucchini, sliced
10 ounces (2 cups) fresh or frozen peas
4 cups light vegetable stock or water
1 large handful baby spinach leaves
1 handful parsley leaves (about 1 cup packed)
Finely grated zest 1 lemon
Juice of 1/2 lemon
Salt and pepper, to taste
Suggested garnishes: thinly sliced radishes, chopped chives
and/or crème fraiche
Method:
1. Melt the butter over medium heat in a soup pot. Add the
onions or leeks, celery, scallions, garlic, and salt and pepper to taste. Cook
gently, stirring now and then, for 7 to 9 minutes, or until soft but not brown.
2. Add the zucchini and stock, and bring to a boil. Lower
the heat to a simmer, and cook for 2 minutes. Add the peas and cook for 3
minutes longer. Taste and season with more salt and pepper. Turn off the heat
and add the spinach leaves, stirring for about 30 seconds, or until they wilt.
Stir in the parsley.
3. Puree the soup in a blender, half at a time, until fairly
smooth; you are aiming for a slightly nubbly texture. Return the soup to a
clean pot, and stir in the lemon zest and juice. Heat, and taste again. Season
with more salt and pepper if you like. Serve garnished with one or all of
these: a few thin slices of radish, a spoonful of crème fraiche, some chopped
chives.










nice shout out to Louis! I love Brimfield but am always too scared to go solo, now you've reminded me why......
ReplyDeleteNilou's mom, Well, the donuts helped. It's just so crazy and over-stimulating! But I'll go back again. Happy Mother's Day!
ReplyDeleteI have that exact same colorful plate in the picture. :)
ReplyDeleteImpossible to resist it.
DeleteSally, I just happened upon your blog via A Food Centric Life. Beautiful Blog! I was fortunate enough to attend Brimfield once a few years ago. I live on the West Coast so it isn't an easy accomplishment. I LOVED it and will definitely go back again soon. I agree with your "seven rules", but I broke every one of them. Oh well! I also related to your post on Vegetable Stock and Cooking 101. The whole reason I began my blog is because I became an empty nester when sending my only child off to college a few years ago. Ahhh, yes, life does go on - thankfully!
ReplyDeleteMary, life certainly does go on when your kid(s) head off to college. I know what you mean.But at times I do miss that "College Boy" of mine. I look forward to trying some of your recipes. Let me know if you return for another Brimfield excursion.
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