First of all, my dad and I made a day of going to Hamilton, NJ to visit my grandmother in the hospital and then the bakery for lunch and market for dinner. It was quite the trip. We started off enjoying roasted on-the-vicinity turkey breast with no salt added to it. It tasted SO good with the crunchy lettuce and red, ripe Jersey tomato supplying all the moisture necessary. The oregano and black pepper really brought out the different flavors of the turkey, fresh as it was, and tied it together with a sort of mediterranean, some might even say Italian, flair (tomatoes and herbs). All of this was enjoyed safely packed into a freshly baked half torpedo roll and sliced in half for both of us to enjoy. I tell you that there is nothing, i repeat nothing at all, like a fresh Trenton half-torp from this bakery. I usually try to indulge in whole grains, but this roll is simply well-baked. You can't get good bread in Newtown, as my family always says, so we go to this bakery for our baked-good splurges. This well-made sandwich was firmly packed into the airy, light, and flaky roll so it could be enjoyed, as custom dictates, in the topless Jeep on Route 29. Dad cringed at the thought of no mayonnaise or cheese, but was thoroughly amazed that with such a delicate and light, flaky-crumbed roll and a juicy summer tomato and lettuce, he did not require mayo or cheese to counteract any dryness. In fact, the turkey had flavor, moisture, and taste as opposed to the wonderfully processed meats we so vehemently boycott in the supermarket. Okay maybe not vehemently, since my parents do pack their lunches as teachers, but we try!
Onto the main event: dinner. We took an adventure, whilst in Trenton, to Roebling Market's Food Bazaar a couple streets over from the bakery. It is the most well-stocked ethnic/non-ethnic market I have been to within many miles of Newtown. It is packed with fresh fruits and vegetables from pretty much the far corners of anyone's imagination all well-priced and legitimately good-looking. I bought, of course, a huge bag of small gala apples for my snacking needs the following week up until I go to college, and stocked up on the essentials for dinner.
We went to the fish department, since we would be having fish that dad filleted himself, since I wanted to see his skills, and bypassed the incredibly diverse meat department. This meat department has about 3 billion different kinds of corn tortillas for the many different ethnicities representing below-the-border lifestyle and cooking preferences. Let me tell you...last time we browsed I found bull testicles in a frozen section rabbit loin that made you think of a rabbit the size of a large pig. It's great!
These squash were enormous by the way
