(My) Photo of the day

Saturday morning in Hobart and where else is there to be? All roads lead to Salamanca Market!

I've also included a pic of (some) of the goodies that we scored.

Presented by the lovely Henry doing his best Delvine Delany impression, you can see a tub of blueberries (nearly gone by the time that I posted this), brussel sprouts, beans, leeks (eaten), spring onions, gruyere cheese (half gone) and four pairs of pears (a couple already devoured). The Pears are of the illustrious (and organic) Steenholdt farm. I have it on good authority and without any hyperbole that Steenholdt pears are the greatest pears to have ever been graced the planet Earth.

Unfortunately for the photograph, the five olliebollens that we also purchased did not survive the trip home. We shall say a prayer tonight for them.

Comments

EG CameraGirl said…

Very fruitful trip to market, Kris. I must find out if Steenholdt pears are available here. Hmmmm. What's an olliebollen?

13 April 2008 at 01:01

Anonymous said…

We have a market here in Cleveland OH where meat and produce are plentiful.

Those pears do look really good. I happen to like pears a lot.

13 April 2008 at 03:01

Jilly said…

Lovely to see the photograph of Salamanca market. I used to go there every Saturday during the three years I lived in Hobart. I knew an artist, a leatherworker, paintings in leather, almost - called Roy. I wonder if he's still there?

13 April 2008 at 04:16

Ann (MobayDP) said…

lol. Rest in Peace dear olliebollens.

I wish I could reach into the screen and snatch one of those pears! :)

13 April 2008 at 04:47

Kris McCracken said…

Oliebollen are a sort of dutch donut (literally oil balls), and generally the dough is made from flour, eggs, yeast, some salt, milk, baking powder, raisins, apple pieces and lemon zest.

Here is
a recipe with a picture.umsy

13 April 2008 at 06:48

Anonymous said…

Steenholdt pears are indeed the best pears you'll find. You should try their apples!! ;)

13 April 2008 at 11:53

Anonymous said…

That is a great photo of Henry by the way. He looks very pleased with himself!

13 April 2008 at 11:54

Kris McCracken said…

I'm waiting for the Steenholdt's to expand into pineapples and mangoes.

Come on global warming, pull yer socks up!

13 April 2008 at 16:36

Kris McCracken said…

I'm not sure on Roy the leatherworker, I'll ask around.

13 April 2008 at 16:36

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