BABErshop quartet

Bonjour, mon petit poivrons!
Behold the bounty of Bellingham farmer's market numero dos! Red, purple, and yellow sweet peppers, huge leeks, rainbow chard, purple kale, a bunch of fatso carrots, a Delicata squash, 2 courgettes, local fresh chevre, cherry tomoodles, and 5 lbs. of apples!
Roasted peppers are totes in order, perhaps avec some moutarde et ail, and possibly a tarty experiment involving squash, nutmeg, and caramelized leeks? And of course cheesey apple snacks all week long (natch). There is a local dairy that makes BOSS raw milk sharp cheddar cheese that is sublime with a crispy apple. Also superb on a cracker.
At le marche there are lots of music people-- guitar/harmonica singing lady, banjo man, twisty crank accordion piano, and a young dudes barbershop quartet, although they would be better described as a BABErshop quartet. They are called Euphoria and they can frigging sing like tweety birds in a bird choir. The only slightly off-putting thing is that as I walked up they were singing a song about judgement day and other Godly matters, and the cutiest one wore a cross on a string around his neck. I suspect attempted gospel-spreading (minor bummer), or maybe they just really love singing that one song? C' est une mystere.
Sunny day, cute outfit, yummo foodie morsels, traveling (Christian?) bird boys, and a cute outfit. I know I said cute outfit twice but that is because today's outfit is doubly cute (yellow high-waisted skirt, cropped red/multi-colored stripey sweater with a boatnecky thing going on, and blue stripety espadrilles). WOO!
Bonne Samedi, tout le monde!