Come and get it! The Jacksonville Farmers Market (1780 W Beaver St., Jacksonville, FL 32209, 904.354.2821) says it’s Florida’s oldest farmers market. Wendy and I were a little skeptical of its authenticity considering it’s open every day, but it turns out the vendors rotate out, so really the market varies from day to day. We…
Sunshine State Diaries — Jacksonville Farmers Market
Sunshine State Diaries — Week in Review
Monday was just one of those days…my computer crashed, the computer guy was incompetent and freaked me out with info that ended up not even being true (thankfully). Chris had to work until after midnight. I had to make another trip to stupid Best Buy in the pouring rain to bring them accessories for the…
A Georgia Jaunt
Or, A Saturday Excursion: 1. Callahan, Florida—this sleepy, quiet town just south of the Georgia border is the closest ham radio license testing site. Why Chris wants a ham radio license is another question, but it was green and breezy and silent. 2. Kings Bay Naval Base—we crossed the border to check out this base,…
Mari Serves the Dish—Orange-Chipotle Mayport Snapper
I knew it would be love at first bite when I saw this three-pound snapper. Its frozen body flopped up on the wharf and I said, ‘Let’s have dinner tonight, you and me.’ Actually, I’ve never cooked snapper before, but it turns out it was easy. I even made up my own recipe for: Orange-Chipotle…
Sunshine State Diaries — Sunrise at the Docks
I regret that I am too lazy to get up and watch the sunrise. So today I did. Unable to overcome complete laziness, I combined my sunrise outing with going on a local seafood adventure. How cool would it be, I schemed, to watch fishermen unload their catch, then buy it and eat it fresh…
Courthouse Crazies, Part II
Reading about a shooting in the park I walk through weekly wasn’t the best news: Hemming Plaza shooting was over PlayStation with 2 teens. I don’t have a PS2; I’m probably safe. I pulled into a metered spot near the courthouse like I usually do on Mondays and set the emergency brake. A slim, muscular,…
Vodka and Caviar, or ‘Table for One’
‘Vodka & Caviar’ is the best name for a nail polish. Ever. The Great Sister Trip of 2008 was concluded with a sinus infection and a merciful pedicure with Mum (pink) and Hannie (lime green). I wanted a power red, nothing shimmery, and the name sold me. It was even better on: smooth, vivid red…