Peas. Open any cooking magazine between March and June and you’re subjecting yourself to a barrage of pea recipes. Pea soup. Pea and asparagus pasta. Peas, peas, asparagus, peas. Yet they’re a pain to grow and no one sells them at the market, ostensibly for that reason. The frozen varieties fail, with the adequate separated from the awful by no more than a matter of degree.
What’s a guy to do?
I decided to call up the restaurant where I’d last had great peas – Bluestem in Kansas City – and asked where they were getting theirs.
“Beau Soleil Farm,” said the voice on the phone. “They’re from Hughesville but he’s at the farmers market every Saturday.”
Great, I thought, but the farmers market in question is in Kansas City.
I’ll run this down and see if I can buy some peas from Beau Soleil, but anyone know of someone closer than Pettis County? I get to Sedalia even less often than KC.