With the rain this morning, it seemed like a good excuse to stay in bed, to sleep in.
But my eyes were open, and I could not stop thinking about eggplant... so I got up and wrote an essay about it. I think I'll call it -- 5 AM Ode to Eggplant.
I've been hungry for eggplant parmigiana. It is very nearly market season for eggplant. I had hoped to buy eggplant at yesterday's market, but the line for the little that was available was super long. I remain hungry for eggplant and dreamed all night of making my favorite casserole.
My hunger for eggplant got me out of bed to write.
See You in the Parking Lot
A Memoir of a Farmers Market