Two weeks ago I had the opportunity to sit in the first row behind the Buffalo Bills bench. While I am a diehard Bills fan, I lucked out getting to sit behind the offensive side of the bench.
I found myself spitting distance from Josh Allen and I was about as happy as a pea in a pod.
When the Bills drafted Allen I almost lost my voice cheering about it in my living room — much to the chagrin of the dog and wife. Not only were we desperately in need of a quarterback, but Mr. Wyoming himself was coming to save us.
I personally don’t really follow college football because it seems like the same four teams are in the playoffs and who cares. At least in college basketball you sometimes see no-name state make it to the Final 4.
But, growing up in Wyoming, you root for the Cowboys anyway. It’s the one team we have, right?
While in Detroit swooning over Allen, my friend took us to the Detroit Eastern Market.
He was a little vague on how big of a deal it was and I was just expecting some kind of farmers market you would find in Sheridan.
Boy was I wrong. It was a whole city block of food and farm vendors. Local honey, blueberries, green beans and tomatoes seemed to be the popular items and in season. But you can find just about anything if you tried hard enough.
It is no secret my son Bruce loves blueberries, so we picked some up for him. For $4 we purchased a good sized container of Michigan blueberries, the kind my wife has been ranting and raving about for years after spending her youth picking them outside Grand Rapids, and they were pretty good. Tart yet sweet like any good blueberry should be. Bruce of course, loved them and would have polished off the whole haul if we let him.
Really the thing that stuck out to me, other than its sheer size and the amount of people roaming around buying produce, was the prices. You could go there with $10 and come out with a week’s worth of locally grown organic vegetables. I think that it’s awesome and shows just how much cost goes into marketing and transporting the vegetables you find in the store.
If you ever find yourself in Detroit, hit the Eastern Market. It’s a great way to spend an early afternoon and you will come out with some cheap, tasty treats.
Oh, and this is a food column so I wanted to share a delicious recipe I made this week. While its not really end-of-summer-themed and I don’t have a fun story to go with it, it is super good — and easy.
1 lb. ground pork sausage
1 tablespoon taco seasoning
2 cans (14 oz.) fire-roasted tomatoes
14 oz. water
2 1/2 cups white hominy
1/2 cup fresh cilantro
Sour cream for topping
1 teaspoon minced garlic
1. Cook the sausage in a large pot with the taco seasoning. Drain well.
2. Return to pot and add tomatoes, water, cilantro and hominy. Simmer for 10-15 minutes.
3. Top with sour cream
1 loaf ready to bake French bread
2 teaspoons minced garlic
Salt to taste
1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees Fahrenheit.
2. Cut down the middle of the bread and open.
3. Spread butter evenly and cover with garlic, salt and chives. Close loaf back up.
4. Bake for 10-12 minutes or until golden brown and butter is melted.