Radish Me

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Selling produce at the farmer’s market in Old Town.

Update: In yesterday’s comments, someone suggested a blog devoted to vegetable puns. I’m a-maized by that idea. Lettuce all think about it. It’s bean awhile since I’ve stretched my imagination like that, but please don’t leek it to the press. It could work if it doesn’t squash creativity. It might be very corny and doesn’t leave mushroom for error, but maybe readers wouldn’t carrot all.

Been looking for my keys, and I hope they turnip soon. If Denton is on a time out, he can’t come with us to the zuccini? Passante’s car broke down, but I avocado. Hope you didn’t pea your pants over that one. But if you did, I yam not going to tell anyone.

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5 Responses to Radish Me

  1. Kate says:

    Had to smile when I saw the foto as your blog is one last stop before I go to our Farmers Market this morning. Great colours and great radishes. Incidentally, isn’t your title a bit, shall I say, racy??!! :>)

  2. passante says:

    Very punny, Marie!

  3. Curly says:

    I wonder why we don’t see as many radishes as we used to in the U.K. Eating fashions I suppose.

  4. annie says:

    Did you want to radish him when you saw him? That was a clever lead-in line, making me think that a blog that was devoted to all sorts of vegetable puns. I wonder who could write one like that????

  5. Denton says:

    I agree with annie and passante. Great title.

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