Okay, on to the real reason you're reading this post. The farmer's market. I actually didn't buy very much today. With the wedding this weekend we won't be home for dinner tonight or tomorrow and I very much doubt I'll feel like cooking on Sunday. The only produce I bought was some zucchini and yellow squash from Farmer Glen to put on the grill later in the week.
Then I went to Cellar Door Soap Co. I had already warned Brian that I would be buying soap today. (He pretended he didn't hear me. He can't say I didn't warn him.) Now, before I get to the soap that I bought, let me tell you a little story. A little story about NPH. (That's Neil Patrick Harris, but you already knew that.) This is the story told to me by Brandon from Cellar Door, who was oh so lucky to meet Dr. Horrible in the flesh. (He's keeping his fingers crossed that he meets Nathan Fillion next.)
It was an especially busy Sunday at the Canton Farmer's Market, when who should happen upon the Cellar Door Soap booth but NPH himself (quite incognito in sunglasses, a baseball hat, and a striped tank top - I got to see a pic!). He was on his own at the time, just sort of doing his thing, smelling the soaps. (FYI - I asked about his soap-smelling technique. It sounds like he's a bit of a dainty sniffer. Unlike yours truly!) Brandon was otherwise occupied and didn't recognize him. Eventually NPH moved on to some other booths. Fortunately, his girlfriend had a keen eye and did recognize him so she scooted over with a bar of Sex Panther (their best-selling soap, BTW). They were quite discreet and very cool about not making a scene for NPH, which I'm sure he appreciated. He ended up going back to their booth and buying a bar of Pineapple Grove. When I found out about this on Facebook I was so excited because I, too, had used Pineapple Grove just that morning! My reaction to the news went something like this (and you'll note I brought out his full name because this was serious):
"Oh my God Neil Patrick Harris bought Pineapple Grove! (pause)
I use the same soap as Neil Patrick Harris!! (wait for it . . .)
I might smell just like Neil Patrick Harris!!!"
Unfortunately for Brian we were in the car so his ears were really ringing after that one. Then I had to wait all week to hear the full story of NPH going to Cellar Door at the Canton Farmer's Market. Oh, and for those of you who don't know why he might have been in Canton in the first place, his fiancé is from the area and has family in Canton. So there are NPH sightings around here from time to time. I'm still hoping for one myself. Until then I live vicariously through others.
Pictured below are the soaps I bought today. My mom bought Orange Clove for herself and a couple of bars of Sex Panther to send to some of my guy cousins. Inappropriate? Perhaps. But in my family? Nah.
I also stopped, of course, at The Granola Tree and bought a jar of jam. This is one that I tried a few weeks ago and made a mental note to buy another day. Today was that day. This would be delicious made into a dressing to serve over a spinach salad with strawberries, walnuts, and mandarin oranges. Or just spread over a hearty whole-grain piece of toast.
Tomorrow night is the wedding. It's going to be at the Rattlesnake Club in Detroit and it's going to be very swanky. I'm even going to get a vegan meal! You'll be getting a full report next week, plus notes on the rehearsal dinner, which will be tonight at Mudgie's Deli (stellar vegan sandwiches included).