Where have all the flowers gone?
I went to the farmer's market at Grand Army Plaza to get flowers and heavy cream for tonight's party. I wanted to make some nice centerpieces and some whipped cream for the egg creams I might make for dessert.
No more flowers anymore. It's gone too cold here now. Cabbage roses and wheat wreaths at the flower stand this week. Everyone was in mini-mourning for all the colors that were there just a few weeks back.
"If you're going to do the eat seasonal thing," I snapped to someone, "this is part of it."
"Do you cook them or plant them?" she asked.
"Neither, they are flowers," I said.
She wasn't convinced. Me either.