Hiking Contra Costa - Mount Diablo In The Clouds

Mount Diablo in the Clouds

A Contra Costa hike was the perfect way to meetup and visit with new acquaintance, Lynn. We trekked first up a few steep hills above the lovely village of Danville, then along past playwright Eugene O'Neill's old place, and ended up walking back on a portion of the Iron Horse Trail, a Rails to Trails project that runs forty miles through nine towns and two counties. Along the way I got to pet a number of happy dogs and visit with their human companions. 

What better way to introduce ourselves to each other?

Next time we get together in Contra Costa County, I hope we'll have time to hike Mount Diablo State Park.

Dungeness is a Local Treat

Dungeness Season -

Monterey or Half Moon Bay?

California!

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You can include it in cioppino or toss it in pasta. 

We like it best plain on salad with a Louie dressing. The Half Moon Bay fisherman I chatted with at our local Farmer's Market likes his best on salad with an olive oil and lemon dressing.

The season is always too short for me. Nothing beats Dungeness Crab!

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Web Resources

http://www.sfexaminer.com/sanfrancisco/dungeness-crab-fishermen-clawing-toward-big-season/Content?oid=2912171

http://www.dfg.ca.gov/marine/dungeness_crab.asp

SLO Down for Farmers (Slow Travel - San Luis Obispo)

Thursdays from 4:00 in the afternoon, through 'till about 9:00 p.m is the time to pull over and head for downtown San Luis Obispo (SLO)  for the Farmer's Market, known locally as Farmers. 

Barbecued locally raised meats galore, a huge variety of ethnic, artisinal and other local eats, live entertainment, alternative and mainstream vendors of every imaginable (and some I never thought of) products, oh and did I forget to mention agricultural produce , mostly local fruits and vegetables along with honey, dairy and meat? Part county fair, part traditional farmer's market this California agricultural tradition is a huge draw for folks all over southern and central CA, not to mention a few like me who live in the Bay Area with our own local markets.

What better excuse for SLOing down the next time you're tooling by on Highway 101?

Enjoying the Frutas (y Verduras) of Madrid

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Towards the end of my week in Madrid, I found this nice grocery store about a three minute walk from my hotel right on the way back from the neighborhood entrance to El Parque de Buen Retiro, which I visited every day.

I waited my turn while I listened to this woman discussing the gazpacho she was going to make with the produce man. There, of course, the produce seller picks out everything for his customer. We don't sully the frutas or the verduras by touching or squeezing them with our fingers. They picked out everything she needed – tomates, pimentón, a little bunch of sweet, yellow cebollas and some nice heads of ajo. I can’t eat peppers, onions OR garlic, and it still sounded good, a nice cold vegetable soup in the ‘midst of Madrid en Julio. Most days it ranged somewhere over a hundred degrees in the afternoon.

La Senora made a friendly joke to me, about how long she'd taken and I told both of them how much I'd enjoyed listening to her cooking plans, since I was just visiting. That seemed to help me out of the tourist and into the visitor category.

This man handed me both a fresh cherry and an apricot to eat while I waited and, after he marked the price on each package of produce, he added in extras to each bag for this, clearly well-known, customer. Grocery shopping in another country is as enjoyable a cultural experience for me as restaurant eating is for the next woman.